The Escapist

  

As I wrenched myself free from the shackles of the cityscape, I found myself in a land of rippling greens, and russets. I sliced through this wilderness with great spirits. It was only when my heart skipped a few beats that I realised that was how you knew you were alive. It was a most welcome respite.

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