"Fine, let's - let's get it over with then..."

Samara felt a smile grow on her face and felt the longnecks foot touch her neck. While she was lying down she thought about all that she had experienced, could her family be proud of what she had accomplished in her short life? Feeling the foot give a bit of pressure on her neck made her realize how fragile her neck actually was, a simple twitch would be enough to end it.

It was quiet. No sound escaping from the flyer nor the longneck as they searched throughout the barren landscape for a stick that could finish it. The air was heavy with regret and solemn determination as they traveled. No words were needed to convey what they were feeling, words couldn't explain what Samara was feeling either way. She lost track of how long they were searching for feeling like it was barely a minute yet when they stopped it dawned upon them how long they had been searching for; the bright circle was already moving down under the horizon and shadows were beginning to get longer.

Samara was beginning to get angry, why did the world have to torture her like this, why couldn't it simply grant a stick which they could end it with, couldn't the world see that she was tired of living, tired of having to fall and shakingly stand back up? She was tired of running, tired of cowering she just wanted peace, safe somewhere where there was no famine, no danger of being hunted and a place where she could be held lovingly without having them ripped away again. Yet this... this world ripped that all away, demolished everything she held dear and then watched as she suffered and cried.

She grabbed a stick that was laying on the ground and threw it away in anger, watching as it turned to dust halfway through the journey to the ground. She could feel the worried look the longneck was giving her and ignored it, she didn't need the pity the longneck was giving her it would only make her feel worse for attempting to end it. They would not find a sturdy and sharp enough stick if the area didn't change, but she didn't want to wait that long, maybe the Longneck would help her? The longneck should be strong enough to end her, but would she do that to the Longneck? She knew that the longneck was tearing up inside from her decision and did not want to worsen it, but she just wanted to escape once more.

She steeled her heart and prepared herself to say the words without shaking or hesitating. "C-can you perhaps..." she trailed off, still doubting her decision, would she ask the longneck to end her, could she do that to her? She shook her head, she could feel the gaze of the longneck on her and continued, "Can you end me.... please? If we continue on like this, we'll have no stick that's sturdy and sharp enough and I can feel that you're tearing yourself up inside as well, why not get this over with?"

Samara breathed out, there, she had said it and from the look in the Longneck’s eye, she knew that it had her hard. She hid a wince, she knew that it would not be easy for the Longneck to make that choice but she just wanted to get it over with.

"- D-do you really... w-want to kill... yourself?"

Samara breathed in deeply, this was it. This was the point she had been waiting for, once she answers yes then the longneck will leave her alone. She would finally be able to end it all. A small smile grew on her face at that thought, she would finally be able to be at peace!

"Yes. I just don't want to live in this hell anymore. I-" she deeply breathed in again, a slight hiccup being the only indicator that she was in fact, sad. "-just want to be at peace. I've had enough." some tears began to fall from her eyes.

"I've had enough of hoping in something that might not exist."

"Hey flyer, are you alright?"

Samara quickly turned around to see the Longneck walk towards her with a concerned expression on her face. Samara's heart was beating quickly due to the scare the longneck gave her. Annoyance rose up from within her, why was this longneck wasting her time, she wanted to find a stick with which she could end it fast and the longneck was just holding her up.

"Yeah, I'm alright, just had a bad dream."

This was a lie, Samara knew that, she was not alright, even now she could slowly feel the urge to end herself grow bigger and bigger. There was no changing her mind now.

The sound of the Longneck's voice below her snapped Samara out of her thoughts and she rapidly looked around just to see that the sun was already rising. Luckily nothing happened while she was not paying attention to her surroundings, which was a first. She never could really remove the tension that her body has had since the night her parents were-

Samara shook her head, now was not the time pondering on things long gone. She had a task to do, she had promised so she could not break that now. Looking down to the longneck below her she noticed that the longneck was looking at her and that the longneck was quite tired. She knew that the longneck asked if she was ready to continue with their journey but the thoughts during last night came back to her. Would there be anything out there? Would she live long enough for her to see it, or would she be crushed with despair when they realized that there was nothing out there anymore. The more she thought about it, the less she wanted to find out.

Shifting her focus back to the longneck below her, she prepared a reply, but hesitated, why does she continue, what is keeping her here and not somewhere in a ditch where she would meet the same lonely end? She shook her head.

"Yeah, let's go."

Samara woke up with a shock and after looking around she noticed why she woke up. The Longneck was approaching her, probably to say that it's her turn to take watch. She nodded and stood up and flew up to the top of the dead tree she was laying on. She had a good view from up here, enough to keep watch, enough to make sure that they would stay safe, and if not, enough time to wake up her companion and run- or in her case, fly away.

Samara looked at the twinkling lights up far above, mesmerized by the beauty of them along with the Night Circle and wished that maybe, maybe everything will be as beautiful in the end as the lights up above.

"I like your idea, flyer; this should keep you and me save!" the longneck spoke in appreciation of the idea, a small smile appearing on her face. "Would you like me to keep watch first?"

Samara knew that with the events that had happened the last couple days, that it'd be best if she slept first. So she was glad when the Longneck gave that idea.

"That's fine with me," Samara replied, "Are you sure you can stay up that long though? It's been a tiring the last couple hours."

Samara heard the questions but was too tired to answer, besides, what should she say? That she was mysteriously afraid of the ground, without having a clear reason as to why she was? She could see that the longneck did not appreciate that she was not answering, so she decided to use a half-truth answer.

"I'm tired but it's not safe here, in the open. How will we be safe out here?"

"Are you feeling alright? Is something bothering you? S-should we... call it a day?"

Samara shook her head, they wouldn't have to stop now, it's still day and the sun is  going down but there's still a couple hours left, so why stop? She then thought of the first part of the question, was she alright? She did not know, but she felt like she was alright, they would continue for now, and find a safe place when the sun would be just above the horizon.

"We won't have to call it a day yet, unless you want to. The sun is still in the sky, so why stop now? Let's continue and once the sun is above the horizon, we can find a safe spot to rest, okay?"

Samara knew this problem would arise the moment they went out of the forest, she wanted to keep going until another forest was found, but the chance of one standing in the immediate vicinity would be next to non-existent. Her body began to shiver against her will, her wings growing heavier and it took more energy to stay afloat in the air, afloat, not even flying. She barely noticed the longneck below her to look up at her and see her shiver. She was getting closer to the ground. Closer to the ground where her family got kil- Someone screamed, it was not until later that she realized that it was her that screamed, her body fell, down to the ground, the cold, cold ground. The ground which may have been flowing with blood recently. She could see them, the death's the screams, her body was beginning to spasm when her mind revolted against her. She could feel the crying, the pain. She could hardly see the longneck in front of her trying to ask if she was alright. It wasn't helping.