Pursuit Made Moot

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Photo by Jace Grandinetti via Unsplash



Through endless gray corridors he ran, impossibly slowly, as though pushing his way through pudding, glimpses of her always disappearing around the next corner.

He wondered where they were and why he was chasing her, but then, that was what he hated most about living in someone else’s dream: never knowing.

When he tried to shout reassurances to herโ€”that he wasn’t dangerous, that he meant her no harmโ€”what came out was a roar, monstrous and loud and long, echoing back from the empty steel sky.



Written for this week’s Three Line Tales challenge #42, at Only 100 Words. Big thanks to Sonya for hosting — especially loved the photo this week!

To learn a bit about how this poor chap got himself into this situation, see To Bridge Ellsana.



 

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