The underground tunnels of the Colorado Sanctuary were suffocating, dark, and the walls felt like they were about to crush anyone who dared to traverse through them. In spite of that, fifteen-year-old Cedric Dresden, a claustrophobic teenager, crawled through them with all of the courage he could muster. His brother had promised him that it wouldn't take long, and that it would be worth it once they were outside. As long as he held on tightly to his faith of that, he would make it.
He sucked in a deep breath of air, nearly choking on it. The walls had to be getting closer to each other, yet the tunnel just kept on going. He closed his eyes, trying not to dwell on the deepness of it. There wasn't much left. As long as he kept telling himself that, it had to be true. He couldn't give up here, not when his brother was so sure that this plan would be successful. Freedom was on the other side.
Freedom-something that he had dreamt of and wished upon the midnight stars for.
When it was so close, he didn't even allow himself to think upon failure for very long.
With that in mind, Cedric pushed onwards.
He sucked in a deep breath of air, nearly choking on it. The walls had to be getting closer to each other, yet the tunnel just kept on going. He closed his eyes, trying not to dwell on the deepness of it. There wasn't much left. As long as he kept telling himself that, it had to be true. He couldn't give up here, not when his brother was so sure that this plan would be successful. Freedom was on the other side.
Freedom-something that he had dreamt of and wished upon the midnight stars for.
When it was so close, he didn't even allow himself to think upon failure for very long.
With that in mind, Cedric pushed onwards.