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She took one last look into the washed out night sky, turned her back, and walked into the woods. 

As the light from the city faded, the stars took on a life of their own and the forest came alive. 

But you can only walk so far into the woods before you’re walking out again, and every day her refuge shrank.

Still she clung to the warm, earthen smells in her nose; and cool, soft moss between her toes.

Until one day the city lights triumphed over the stars, and she was chased from her ancient groves. 

And on that day, there was nowhere left to hide,

and no one left who cared.