She was exhausted when her feet landed in a grassy field near a quiet village she hadn't been back to in months. More than just a physical exhaustion because she was unable to sleep, she was weary of her entire existence. Would there ever be a moment when she would open her eyes after a long, restful sleep and actually feel content? Part of her was afraid that she was living in a dangerous fantasy. People like her didn't get a happy ending. The most she could hope for was a painless death. Likely even that was too much to ask.