#【❂】ᴅᴇѕɪɢɴ ᴏғ тʀɑɢᴇᴅʏ ❛years 5-14

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@altarfated │ ɢᴜттᴇʀ ᴍᴜтт

       Low-cast light from the setting sun slants his long shadow ahead of him, a taunt or encouragement to run, run. Bare feet flying over the pavement far faster than should be possible but the strike of shoes is never far behind, gaining gradually, relentless. His lungs have started to burn, breath sharp and harsh against the back of his throat, how long has the chase been on? The others lost ages ago but not this one, not the man with eyes that he can feel between his shoulders; a hunter. Which makes him the prey.

       It’s a sick feeling that drives him to desperation, sends him darting between two buildings, nearly taking himself out against the wall in the process but just scraping by—until he rams full-tilt into the end of the alley, stars bursting behind his lids as the world careens into shattered chaos. Time vanishes in disjointed fragments as he forces himself onto his hands, struggles to find his feet. Metal and salt pours over his lips and his breath sputters ragged, liquid. Shoes appear in the tunnel of his vision and he squints hazily up at his pursuer, unable to focus properly through the pounding in his head.

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       The child was a bit dirty, hair tangled and clothes rumpled. He looked as though he’d spent at least one night outside, but there weren’t any signs of fear or tears that would indicate he was lost. In fact, he seemed to be sulking, brow low and lips twisted slightly to one side. 

       As though feeling the stare, his gaze lifted, revealing unnatural amber eyes that hurriedly dropped away, but not before they betrayed a flash of apprehension at seeing his watcher. 

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MOAR

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