Just like that freezing winter, coldness seeped deep into her bones as every gust of mild breeze made her shiver. Aries didn't stop just like that night. She forced her feet to keep going. Despite her blurring vision and throbbing head, she marched through the trail hoping to return to where she came from or just somewhere close where people would see her.
'I can't die here,' she whispered internally, leaving this bitter taste in her mouth.
Aries used to tell herself these exact words in the past. She would repeat those words over and over until that was all she could think of. She couldn't die — not in this place.
"You can't die here..." came out another repeat under her breath. "You can't --"
