Without a second thought I bolted for the fields, ready to make my escape. I tore through the rows of corn surrounding me, swimming through a sea of green, the tether to my hidden world guiding my way. I knew once I reached it I would be free to live again. No more mundane village-life for me. The sky called.
Finally I burst forth from the forest of corn. I stood still, awed at the beauty only I could see. But the rustling of cornstalks continued behind me. Someone was there, running the same trail I had just blazed.
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