Her life was turned upside down. She fell from the clouds above into the mud below.
Will marching forward with hatred in her heart make her a slave to that hatred?
But she refuses to let that happen.
She swears she will see the mad city of freedom, even if it costs her life.
(Currently drafting. The outline and pretty much everything else still need work (*?????))
Theme: Hold fast to your convictions and keep moving forward
