I have been traveling through these woods many days now.
I have been Running from the past and am barely alive inside.
I stop now realizing I am lost.
With sounds all around me and the snow blowing through the biting winds.
My eyes sting and my ears ache.
A voice fills my mind .... Clawing at what was done.
The smell of the blood on my hands and sleeve gets stronger in the wind.
I think of the horrors I have committed and the glee in which I did them.
With a hint of jasmine in the air now.
I hear the cunch of the snow behind me.
The snow seems to freez in the moment I spin round.
My sword arcs upward  with easy.
With surprise and fear in his eye's he brings blade downward trying to deflect my attack.
The sound of metal tearing through cloth and flesh fills my ears.
The heated blood hitting the snow causes steam to rise between us.
I see now for this brief moment the last bit of life leaving this man’s eyes.
His sword by his side, he was not quick enough.
I now know the direction I will not go and press forward in the other direction.
Feelings of remorse come to my mind.
Suppressed only by the urge to finish what I came to do.
There would be time to cry for the innocent blood spilt later.
For now I will carry on and continue down this path I chose.
My mind wanders back into the past.
Rekindling the events that made these last few moments come to pass.
Fatigue finally washes over me.
I climb into a tree  finding an adequate spot to rest my eye's where not easily seen.
Sleep overcomes me and the one place of peace is now filled with nightmares.
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