Chapter 118: No Man’s Land

Lyra

I keep running till I’ve nothing left, no breath, no strength and no direction. Only the endlress stretch of darkness in front of me and trees—a lot of trees. The weather keeps getting cooler. I’m not heading south this time, not after what happened last time.

I’m going further north, as far as I can from Torin’s territory. He won’t come looking for me here, beca