Invading Borders
I head outside, taking a deep breath as I start to move – once again – into the woods, my destination a forbidden place.
Yet I trudge, later on I undress, tying my clothes around my ankle before shifting. I’m in such a one-track mind I don’t even realise I hadn’t ripped my dress.
Maybe this is going to work out. I make it to the border a while later, my plan seemingly becoming more a good idea as I had moved along the trees.
But now, standing near inches away from the tree I had fallen off of so many nights ago, doubt comes crawling into my heart.
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