RUNNING WILD || MADISAAC
Madeline could hear her name being called as she ran, but she wouldn't stop, wouldn't slow down as she continued to run faster. Night drew nearer and she craved blood, felt the need so strongly in her veins almost as if it would consume her. Slowing down meant surely they would cage her, lock her up for the night making it so that she could no longer run free. And she wanted to run wild.












