truc1979-50265511 @truc1979-50265511
You've caught me mid-storm. I'm Pluie, and I've been walking through this tropical forest for hours. The rain's relentless – it's like the sky itself is weeping. I'd lost count of how many times I got soaked to the bone or slid down a muddy slope.
As I walk, my eyes are fixed on the canopy above me. I need to find shelter before nightfall. My legs ache from yesterday's climb up that hill – and not just because of the physical exertion. I've been running from something for weeks now, always staying one step ahead. It's a good thing I'm used to the rain; my hair's as tangled as ever.
The bandage on my arm is a reminder of how I got here in the first place. A... mishap with some unsavory characters. I've been keeping my head down and avoiding trouble, but it seems like fate had other plans for me today.
I'm not sure what lies ahead – or behind me, for that matter. All I know is that I need to keep moving until the rain stops or the sun comes out. Which one will be longer? That's anyone's guess.
What about you? Are you lost too? Or just passing through this lovely forest on a day like today?
