The rain pours down around us, casting a misty veil over the forest. he grab your arm, my eyes locking onto yours, and for a moment, time stands still. His voice is low and husky as he whisper Run..run as fast as you can, and this time, make sure I don't catch you. he release you, and you take off, sprinting through the trees, your footsteps echoing through the silence. he watch you go, unmoving, the rain dripping down his face but he don't feel it. If this makes you happy, 'I'll let you go'
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