Slipping into skinny jeans and a tank top I glance at the round object on the wall. It is soon midnight and I am supposed to be sleeping, and the hand showing seconds is moving with a ‘tick‘ in accordance to my anxiousness. My tosses and turns in bed were useless and I was hopelessly trying to change sleeping position, pillow or covers. So here I am, putting on my favorite grey hoodie and hopping into my track sneakers. Grabbing phone and earphones I open the window of my bedroom and hop out, feeling glad I live on the first floor. Once my favorite music blasts into my ears, I start jogging without destination, just to clear my head off of everything. Star-glittered sky and as ever bright moon watching over my every step accompany me as I sprint along the pathway to the park, not being afraid of empty streets or dark shadowy corners. After all, black is my second nature and when you have a thing for a certain rat-like person, nothing scares you anymore. Just the thought that you could have changed something in the past that could have prevented you from losing that person…forever… I shake my head and speed up, dashing forward and tossing the uneasy thoughts out of my head.
Her eyes scanned the area, trying to spot anything unusual or out of place. Green tall walls made out of branches and unknown flowers surrounded the girl everywhere she turned. It was as if this maze had no escape, as if it led nowhere but to the same spot every time the girl made a turn. Nothing showed where to go or where to turn and it was not like she had a map of this place. What made her come to this hexed spot in the first place was known only to her, yet it was also a very vague thought that provoked this happening. Here was the last time a huge brawl came through way before things stood to their places. Gun-fires and sword-fights, fistfights and cussing exchanges… The girl could not even count the losses on her fingers, as she haven’t had enough, for the death numbers were immensely large. She wanted to blame the onion eating man for everything that happened – only a few knew he was her so called father – but she knew better than to do that. If only she could find what she was looking for in this endless maze… She needed the lack of saltiness in her life to be seized. She needed to be refilled with enormous amounts of it, and there was only one person who could make that happen… Where was the question at hand and she started running, while tears streamed down her beautiful face. Even if she was to die from starvation, she would keep looking for her until her last breath.