Excerpt from one of my novels

My vision is blurred as if I am running in a cloud of dust. I must keep moving toward that tiny entrance in the thick evergreens. There are only minutes until the opportunity closes and I shall be trapped here forever in time unable to protect this mystical and sacred place. This place and the people are valuable to the future. "Keep going" I scream at myself, "you are almost there" As I lunge forward I can feel a slight shift in ground beneath me so I surge even more energy into my legs. I am getting close but the roar from behind me indicates my pursuers are right on my tail. I can hear the shouting, arrows whisking by my head, panting horses, heavy hoof beats and the guttural yell of war cries. So chilling are these cries that my voice gets locked in my throat and tears pour from my eyes. I know they cannot see me I can tell by the shouting and the arrows zinging pass my body, these men never miss their targets. Out of breath, energy zapped and legs like logs I keep my eyes forward. I want to look back to see those bright blue warrior eyes searching for me but the pain in my gut will not give me that opportunity. I said goodbye and now I go. As I pound my way down the path, I can feel the air grabbing me with a suction force that I know I am through the passage way, the dust will settle and I can rest and be free. The sound of war is now lost behind me and I hear nothing. My escape is complete but my mission has only begun. I close my eyes and I hit the ground in a roll and then I am out.