Running

Alice was running.
It all started in the forest. With the Red Queen. Who said," If you want to stay in place, run as fast as you can. If you want to get anywhere at all in this place, run twice as fast." Or something like that.

So here she was. Running.

Out of breath and out of hope. At least the landscape was still following her. All kinds of creatures running as hard as she was. But they didn't seem to be getting anywhere.

So she stopped.

And the landscape with all its running entities zipped by her.

She was alone in the dark. She heard heavy labored breathing, but that was most likely just her. And after a while even that, too, was gone.

She stood in the deep dark silence for a while.

Then she began to walk.