We were running. We knew that death was near us. Still, we were running. The pain which was creeping through my chest was unbearable. The forest was very dense. All we could see was trees . I could hear his footsteps which were coming near us. Chris held my hand. We hid behind a huge rock.
"We won't make it, Chris " I cried.
"Hey Mia .." he stopped and gasped for air. He cried in pain. His wings were torn.
"Don't cry. It's our .. fate. Arghh it hurts " he cried.
I saw blood coming out of my chest. ...