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Polish Marc fosters 15-year-old Victòria
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They do not catch her in the next few minutes. 

She runs through the forest for another hour, stumbling on the uneven ground and veering away whenever she sees fields or houses through the trees.  Sometimes there are trails, but they inevitably lead toward the edge, which is not what she wants at all, so even if she was willing to risk them they wouldn't do her much good. 

She nearly runs into another castle, because for some reason they let the forest grow almost up to the walls.  (Maybe it's abandoned?  It doesn't look in good repair, if she stops to look, but she probably doesn't.)

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She is absolutely not stopping to look. She is getting away from this castle as fast as she can.

...It might not be very fast. She knows her legs can move faster than this but for some reason they aren't.

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She trips on a root hidden in the undergrowth and falls, scraping her hand bloody against the sharp bit of a fallen branch. 

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Ow!!!

She should... probably do something about that... but she doesn't really have anything to do it with. In school they wash off injuries with salt water, but she doesn't have very much water, or any salt. Can she find... a leaf or something... to at least wipe off some of the blood, so she won't be bleeding everywhere?

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Plenty of leaves, yes, but new blood keeps welling up as she wipes it.  It's slow bleeding, not enough to be dangerous, but enough to mark her trail if she doesn't wrap it up in something absorbent.

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She has her clothing and her rucksack and nothing else that would remotely qualify. She doesn't really like the idea of cutting up either of those, but it's better than leaving a trail of blood. She takes out her knife and cuts a strip of fabric from the top edge of her rucksack.

 

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That works.  And then?

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She wraps up her hand and attempts to keep going in the same direction she was going before.

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She can do that.  She has to cross another road, but a smaller and currently empty one.  There's another big cross next to it, this one without anyone on it, with some containers of flowers underneath.

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She's still pretty confused about the crosses but she's not inclined to stick around and try to figure them out. (Maybe they aren't even related? ...Maybe this cross is for actually executing people, and the other one was a threat?)

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It does seem weirdly... nice?... with all the flowers, but yes, probably not the place to spend much time in. 

She crosses the small road and keeps going through the forest, although it's a pretty small bit of forest, given how often she has to bounce off villages on one side or the other. 

After a couple of hours there's a another small road and then a large stretch of sand covered with tracks that... were probably left by wheels even if they look uncannily like it may have been giant worms.  It stretches for a long while along the road, so she can't see from here how long it might take to go around.  There are trees on the other side, and a big sandy hill.

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Well, that's really not great, but if there's no one else in sight she'll try to cross the sand area to the trees on the other side.

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She leaves clear tracks in the sand, unsurprisingly. 

Past the trees there's a cliff looking down over a rather lovely view of a blue-green lake and more forest on the other side.  It would be pretty hard to climb down, but it looks like if she goes left there's a slope down to a rocky beach by the shallow side of the water - further that way there's another lake surrounded by trees.  To the right there are some constructs and people far off in the distance, on another large sandy stretch on that side of the lake - she can hear some muted noises, but they're busy doing their own incomprehensible things, and too far to be able to see her against the forest backdrop.

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She'll go left down the slope and around the lake, then. She's mostly staying within the wooded area, but she'll duck out for a minute to refill her waterskin in the lake. (It'd be better if she could find a well or something, like the man at the other lake suggested, but it's hard to do worse than dying of thirst, and the water looks clean.)

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It does look very clean, although it tastes off in a hard-to-define way.  But yes, it's better than dying of thirst.

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Once she's filled up her waterskin she'll duck back into the treeline and keep moving past the lake.

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There's another road soon after, and she has to search a little to find a place to cross it where it's not surrounded by houses, but after that there's more forest and she goes for a good couple of hours without running into any more villages, although it's still not a very deep forest and she crosses the occasional dirt path.  That brings her to midafternoon of this rather exhausting day.  She's not thirsty any more, but she's definitely hungry and tired, and generally not feeling very well.

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She keeps an eye out for more apples, or anything else she can eat. Apart from that she can't really think of very much else to do. Offer extra prayers to Desna, maybe, she's not sure if Desna does 'helping travelers not starve' in addition to 'helping travelers not get attacked by monsters' but it can't hurt.

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No apples or anything similarly straightforward in the forest.  She finds variously suspicious berries sometimes, but she probably knows eating those is a bad idea.  There's also plenty of acorns!  (She's probably heard that acorns can be edible, but she may have also heard that it's not entirely straightforward.)

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She briefly considers taking some of the more familiar-looking berries in case someone catches her and she can't get away but decides against it. She doesn't really have a good way to keep them separate from everything else in her rucksack, and if she gets captured alive they'd almost certainly be able to stop her from eating them anyway.

If she goes long enough without passing any farms she might have to start looking for them instead of actively avoiding anywhere vaguely close to other people but her best guess is that that won't be a problem, she keeps running into them even when she's trying not to.

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She does run out of forest before sunset, but the thing she runs into is another lake rather than a farm.  A huge one - she can see the other side but without any detail, and from where she's standing on the bank she can't tell how far it stretches in either direction, but it looks to be miles.  At least there's a road running along the shore, roughly north-south, and hopefully it leads somewhere.

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She'd rather not backtrack if she can avoid it. She heads down the road, keeping a look out for anything she can eat and anywhere she can reasonably sleep.

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Half an hour down the road the lake ends, and so does the forest, giving way to fields.  Most of them not immediately edible, but some searching does yield a stretch of corn just about when it's getting dark.

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She'll take some corn, then, and plan to come back for more in the morning when she's eaten what she has. Is there any sign of shelter, ideally without any people? She's willing to take some extra risk of getting eaten by forest-beasts if it means that she definitely won't run into any humans. She hasn't even seen any forest-beasts.

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This is another more newly-built area, with nearly all houses having fenced yards, and nothing in the way of abandoned sheds.  If she's willing to hop a fence she could sneak into a barn, or if she spends some more time looking she might be able to find another unfinished building?  These people do light their houses and even their streets bizarrely brightly, so looking around after dark is not as bad an idea as one would usually think.  But it's also been long enough since the rain that she can find a dry and decently comfortable patch of grass nearby.  (She's cold, but she'll be cold no matter where she ends up.)

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