When I see clouds I see faces

When I see roads, I see places where we could go

When I meet strangers, I say “Hello”

I come from where the wild wildflowers grow

Sofòs coughed as she slowed to a trot. She was far from the city’s walls now, and she was sure she had outrun most, if not all, of Agneìs’ soldiers.

Allowing herself to collapse into a sit she noticed the faint smell of rain and sweet scent of flowers. She had ran all the way to the meadow just east of the kingdom. And with a crack in the sky a harsh downpour came crashing down on her.

While soaked and sitting alone in the meadow, words of a song she’d once heard filtered into her mind as she stared up at the sky. And then it dawned on her,

This is the first time Sofòs was outside the Labyrinth alone.

And if she could ignore the pain she just went through, it was beautiful.

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