It's as if I can sense the hot breath of my pursuer on the back of my neck, making me more than just a distant memory. I'll forever be an objective, a constant challenge just beyond my grasp. I'll do everything in my power to stay this way. Yet, I understand his intensity, his unwavering patience, and the relentless pursuit. His heartbeat echoes ten times louder than mine in this freezing cold. I'm exhausted, and here I am, wondering if tonight will finally put an end to this chase. When it's over, one of us will truly be gone, and that thought fills me with a heavy weight.
