Julia POV

I continued running as fast as my leg could carry me. The once beautiful moon is no longer beautiful but the fact that it creates light for me on my paths can't be denied as it shines brightly on its glory, in its grace following every step I take.

What could be more deadly than being chased by five angry werebears in their bear form? Why would I have to die today, when I haven't even experienced a good life? Are there some people that have a terrible fate and destiny just like mine? Having to wake up each day with disappointment and regrets.

Regrets about being born,...