1.) Desperate

This has sensitive themes. Please only mature audiences only. Warnings: torture, gore, ptsd, yaoi, mentions of rape, etc.

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Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

-Robert Frost

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Heavy footfalls impacted the dirt below as two figures ran, disturbing the painted autumn leaves and breaking the soft night silence of the trees.

Uneven breathing from exertion and stumbling from exhaustion assaulted the two but they didn't stop. The dogs barking and lights searching through the breaks in the trees behind them making their feet keep going despite the desperate wails of their bodies for rest.

Quickly they raced past the trees, ducking, weaving, and avoiding any obstacle that put itself in their path. They weren't always successful, made evident by the many scratches and bruises starting to bloom on their skin.

They didn't hesitate when they broke the tree line and ran through a field of tall grass, stumbling as withered tree roots and stumps got in their way. Finally they made it to the end of the field and back into the forest only to stop again when the trees ended and instead they found themselves on a cliff.

The taller of the two breathed heavily as he looked down the clifface, standing on the edge. He watched as a stray pebble fell and bounced off the sides before coming to a stop in the river below.

He looked back at the other, a desperate look in his eyes only to be met with a similar expression. They stared at each other for a moment before a loud dog barking broke their gaze and they both looked back the way they came in a panic.

They looked at each other and the taller nodded as the other swallowed hard. They took each other's hands, stood on the edge of the cliff...

And jumped.