Initially this was for an anthology project, but I decided to go with another idea. I may go back and continue this concept at a later date because it has been in the back of my mind to continue. Maybe I’ll be led to continue it one day.
Fear: to be afraid of (something or someone) ~Merriam Webster Dictionary
“Only thing we have to fear, is fear itself.” ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt
Fear, it can make you do some pretty crazy things. Fear can get you into a lot of trouble too. Which is where I come in. I did something stupid, something out of fear, something that has cost me dearly. I caused a war, out of fear. I was trying to stop the war, by running away, by escaping. Instead, I caused it to start, because of my disappearance, and now I can’t go back.
Well there is no where to go back too, everything is destroyed. Everything, except my family and there search for me. But I cannot go back, and cannot let them know that I just ran away. They lost everything because of my stupidness, and my fear. That same fear that is driving me to run further and further away from them. Why did I have to run.
My name is Aspen, and I’m sixteen. I’ve been running for maybe a year now, and guards are on my trail. I don’t know if they are my father’s or the other’s kingdom’s but I know they are after me. Not really me, but what I took from the castle, I took the vial that had been protected for years. The vial that could be the end of the entire planet. This vial was what was causing the war, out of fear I took it and ran. Which I’ve realized was a very bad idea, a very very bad idea.