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She scuttled around the lake, shuddering at the reflection of the tiny village. The water was like a mirror, doubling her nightmare. She couldn’t believe she’d finally escaped! It had taken months of planning but she’d done it! She was free.
The sun began to rise, painting the sky a pale pink. I’d better hurry, she thought, in the daylight they will definitely see me.
She picked up her pace, and hugging the shadows, cast one final look over her shoulder. She couldn’t be sure, but she thought she saw someone waving at her from the tower.
She kept walking.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: 100 Word Wednesday, Week 21