Serah ran around the corner, decelerating speed from the pain burning in her legs. But she couldn’t stop now, not yet. Her stubborn determination prickled like a thorn and Serah would do her best to never give up until it was gone.
Though, she had to admit defeat for a while.
Her shoulders drooped watching the egg roll away again, after it was gone she had retreated to a near by bench. ❝Just can’t beat you, can’t I... ❞ A worn smile widened her lips. Now free from all this chasing, she can absorb the beauty that lay before her. The tranquility, the nature;from the swaying of the trees to the bees collecting nectar from a bush of roses. Movement other than any egg or tree found Serah’s gaze. ❝Sorry. If you’re looking for that egg, it’s not here..❞
