C8 Hope.... Perhaps?

Issahil

Without wasting more time, I ran out of the pack in tears. Not bothering to gather any of my belonging. I ran and ran and ran until I was out of breath.

Days after, I was still running hopelessly and aimlessly in the forest with no where to go. I had no pack or friend to run to. I was tired and hungry. Above all, I was broken. Broken beyond measure