Leaves swayed in the breeze, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor blanketed with moss. It was beautiful. But that wasn't what Sorin was there for. She was there to escape. There wasn't time. No time to stop and gaze at the colorful blooms. No time to stop for a drink of water from the river. No time left. At least not on her timer. It seemed like the clock had finally hit zero. This was it. Life or death. All coming down to one thing. She had to get out of there.
