Kelsi Yotka
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Eden’s Path
Snapping her eyes open, Margaux hastily claws at her rucksack, feeling for the imprint of a heart sewn into the lining. With a sigh of relief, she unties her waist from the tree before standing up on the sturdy branch. As she stretches and wiggles out the kinks from her awkward sleeping posture, Margaux inspects her surroundings with wary apprehension. She could have sworn another presence was nearby while she was sleeping. After another probing search, she glances at her wrist compass before shoving some stringy pocket jerky into her mouth. Taking her rope, she wraps it around her bed-branch before cautiously rappelling down the trunk. Once on the ground, Margaux has a swig from her canteen and sets off with renewed determination. Based on last night’s progress summary, she may be able to make it to her new bunker before nightfall.
By Kelsi Yotka3 years ago in Fiction