Note: I've started writing this ages ago, actually it's been almost ten years. So my style has changed a lot and I like to think that it got better. So if you think the beginning is rough, just know that it improves... Anyway, I'm glad you clicked on this and I hope that it entertains you. Thank you!


I saw the end of this maze of trees. Finally, I would get out of this forest. It has been four months since I left home. Mother wanted me to marry a man who was in love with my older sister. The problem was that not only I was between the two. Mother wanted my sister to marry another man, a dreadful man if you ask me. The solution to all of this was, me running away leaving a letter to mother and father saying I would only come back, if they let sister marry with the man that was 'promised' to me. Somehow, mother knew about my plan and locked me in my room. Not being the first time she had done that, I knew how to escape. The cook's son, who brought me lunch and dinner the whole week I was locked, helped me. He got me a bag filled with sandwiches and many bottles of water. I gave him a letter, a different letter, that said I was leaving forever and they should make my sister happy, then they were their parents. I packed another bag with my precious things and some clothes. I left my room through the window. I grabbed a rope I had put there when I was ten and went down. The moment my feet touched the ground, I ran. When I reached the public gardens, I let myself rest. It lasted only a few seconds and then I heard a guard shouting 'There she is!'. I ran again, this time only stopping when I left the city and was deep enough in the forest. Time passed and in the third month, I went out of food. Every time I found a lake or a waterfall, I refilled the bottles with water. Then I washed myself, cleaning all the leaves and whatnot of my hair. I had not found a lake or a waterfall in two weeks. Luckily, I was getting out of this forest, not caring if maybe I was going back home, not caring about anything, but a bed, a bath, water and food.

The trees grew now further and further away and I could hear the sound of people talking and of people buying and selling things. I could smell a good meal being cooked. My stomach roared at the imagination of me eating the fabulous cook's turkey à la crème. I began running. I was closer and closer for some rest, some bath and food and water. I was finally going to be able to sleep without being afraid of what could come from between the trees. I was going to put my hurt feet in hot water and I was going to buy some new clothes. I smiled at my thoughts and felt relieved that I remembered bringing some money with me. My feet stood still when I saw a group of men training for battle. Was there any war going on? Did I miss that much?

The men stopped practicing and looked my way. They saw a girl with a ripped dress, soiled hair and bare feet, and felt sorry. It's a thing I hate in people. I hate when they feel sorry for me. The man who seemed to be in charge of the practice looked the way his students were looking and it was not pity I saw in his eyes. It was curiosity. That impressed me.

My heart beat so fast I thought it could break my chest. I should not have run like that. Breathing got harder and harder. In my head, I heard buzzes and my heartbeat. The world went round and as I fell into the ground. Everything dimmed.