mazeways

there are more than 4 million miles of roads in the US. you know this because you can feel a link to yourself in the near future, and she knows this. there are countless more miles of paved and finished pathways and they are all on your side. you are not immune, but you have the advantage.

a deeper part of you prays. you don't need words for it. your heart calls out.

as you're nearing the end of the train car, there's an opening. the chime is sounding. you slide out the door in the instant before it closes and it hisses behind you. he's close, but he's too slow. you don't look his way.

it crosses your mind to wait for the following train, but your feet carry you into the next car in the second before they slide shut. you drop into the seat with a sigh of relief. god, what the fuck was that? the train jolts, beginning its journey southbound.

take a moment to catch your breath

{ quit mazeway }