A Priori, A Posteriori

065. Run -- Blurr -- Rating PG


Blurr loved to run, he loved to run fast--fast, fast, fast, FASTER--A mere streak out of the corner of your optic as he ran by.

Blurr loved to run, he lived to run. The faster the better, and today he was putting that speed to the test.

Normally his tests involved a race track and a timer, but not today. Today they involved a life...

He had to get to the cliff face. He had to stop the mech from falling! 

Air rushed passed his audios and everything seemed to be going in slow motion. He watched as the mech’s right servo slipped, his second straining to keep hanging on.

Run Blurr, run faster! He was only seconds away now. He was going to make it!

An explosion shattered the ground in front of him trowing up dirt and rocks. He skidded to a stop sliding across the ground, covering his head to protect himself for debris. No!

The mech fell, Blurr reached, straining...

Not fast enough.

Blurr loved to run,  but he would never be fast enough to out run death.