The air was cold but thick, as he struggled to keep moving forward.
"After him, don't let him get away!"
"The bastard has to pay!"
Those words made him sting inside.
"He's cursed! He must die!" The words rang in his ears as he moved farther and farther, but not enough, from the village.
Leave me alone, it's not my fault... The man thought, running across the muddy trail, his feet moving slowly as he trudged on through. The screams of the villagers were still audible, and he wanted them to stop.
Just stop, please stop screaming, he pleaded. But nothing could be done. I didn't wish for any of this.
"Dammit, how did it all come to this?" The man cursed himself, wishing for some,