Ku Berlari Menuju Harapan Di Depanku Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had to keep moving forward. As I ran, I felt the presence of the wolves behind me, their hot breaths on my heels. I knew they were getting closer and closer, but I couldn't look back. I had to focus on what was ahead of me. Suddenly, I saw a glimmer of hope in the distance. A small clearing, with a large tree at the center. I pushed myself harder, my legs aching with each step, but I knew I had to make it to that clearing. I could hear the wolves getting closer, their growls filling my ears.

I hope nothing happens while I'm gone. To be continued

He could tell that behind it was an open area where no more trees were standing as the clouds from up above that direction were showing and expanding endlessly. And it could be the end of the forest by the looks of it. Hope filled Bek as he was trying to battle with his thirst, hunger and exhaustion. But as he drew closer to that direction, more and more hope came to him, distracting him from his own thoughts. Bek's heart raced faster and faster as he rushed towards that direction.

Or maybe wishing me luck. I didn’t look back. Not even once.

we're gone. Racing toward the hospital, toward hope. Before it’s too late.

I picked up my backpack with my jaw and I ran. The trees blurred past, their leaves whispering as I sped through. The ground was soft with moss in places, slick with roots in others, but my paws found their rhythm. The wind rushed against my face, carrying scents, deer, fox, the faint musk of wolves miles away. Every leap, every bound was a silent prayer. Let me get there in time. Let him be safe. I pushed harder, my muscles burning, my breath a steady pull and release. Somewhere far ahead, Caspian was moving closer to danger, and I was the only one who could stop it.

No hope. Just running. Always running. And behind me, Elena laughed.

In the distance, only a couple more meters ahead. My feet took up running again. As I darted through the trees, my ear picked up on a sound in the distance. I didn't dare look behind. I threw myself forward, forcing my broken body to move as I wished. I cast a glance over my shoulders, and the path behind me was empty. No shadow, no sound of footsteps. Had he let me go? Was his blindness finally to my advantage? Hope was a cruel thing. It made me faster. My feet stumbled once again as I whipped my head forward. I was close to the gate now, and I had a chance to get out.

I run and run, but it's still after me. I open my eyes.

“I’ve got somewhere important to be.” I didn’t stop or even look back.