A Space: A Short Story

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I had to get away. I needed my alone time: space. It was nice living out here in the big open, to be able to wander around and not have to worry about the sickness going on in the cities and towns. It made me feel invincible, free.

I allowed my fingers to brush over the leaves of a berry bush, before plucking one of off a branch and putting it in my mouth. Mmm, this was just what I needed. I could possibly bring some back to the camp if I located the bush again.

I continued on the path, pushing past tree branches that were in my way. The mountain began to steep as I went, making my calves feel tighter with each step.

I found myself to be at a clearing where I was able to look out over a mass of trees below surrounded by more mountains.

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