Freedom.

 

She ran down the ramp, her ties flapping away from her.  She was free.  There were shouts of outrage behind her as her hair blew wildly around her face.  But she didn’t care.  She had to thank her saviour.  Maybe one day she would.  But now, she was the sea, diving in to swim away.

 

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