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Her dark precocious eyes followed the beast with wonder as it traveled from the mountains to the oceans. Always there, always close behind. Sometimes she could almost catch it, her sorrowful reflection would briefly show a glimmer of hope as her tiny hands would reach out to the beast. But the beast was fast, cunning and evaded her easily.

For years she would try anything she could to capture, she built traps that where strong and nearly invisible. But the beast knew of her trickery. He knew her inside and out, so with ease he would maneuver. Sometimes, he would spring one just to get her hopes high. His laugh with echo over the lands as he watched her knees buckle in dismay. The beast toyed with her relentlessly over the years. Teasing her with his magic by trapping her in mirages of what she sought. The illusions were so real, for they captured her six senses and made her feel.

As quickly as the beast trapped her in what she assumed was her nirvana, he would just as quickly bring it to a halt by showing that her dreams were folly. The revelations were so painful they would break her body as well as her mind. Yet, she still followed the beast, out of pure determination. Driven by the notion that one day, somehow she will catch up to him, and hold tight. To never let him slip from her fingers