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The cinematic Orchestra~ To Build A Home

We’ve been running for hours non stop.

no houses, no people , dark.

where are we? Where are we going?

if I don’t die from running, I might as well from dehydration.

Draining the last from the bottle, I almost think It tastes different.

A sharp pain tears through my abdomen. It must be from all the drinking and running.

”what’s wrong?”

he asks noticing I’m uncomfortable, to think he hasn’t had any water since our escape. I tried giving him some but he kept saying I needed it more.

”nothing that won’t pass” I reassure him.we’re almost there or I can only hope.

”we have no time, let’s move fast”

Throwing the bottle I don’t argue with him, just follow the never ending maze.

Before they catch up on us, which I now doubt.

five minutes into it and the pain returns painfully.

stopping me in my tracks

“R..agee” calling onto him given he’s a few steps ahead of me.

” It..it hurts”