This is the first part of a story I’m working on. I’d greatly appreciate any feedback.
**This first part does not contain any sex
Leaves crumbled under my feet as I ran hastily through the woods. The dark night only allowing me to see slight shapes of trees. Their thin braches whipping my face and tearing at nightgown. Behind me I could hear the faint sounds of fighting. An explosion caused my head to jerk back seeing flames rising from the now lost capital of Afrela. Before I was able to turn my head I slammed into something hard, knocking me on my back against the raw ground.
“Well, look what we have here.” A throaty voice rang through the woods.
I could not see the source of the voice, but quickly pulled myself as far away as I could before my back hit a cool stone. I heard the sound of boots heavily hitting the ground and a blade being drawn as the shape slowly came into shape. It appeared to be a tall, dark man.
“Who are you?” The figure spoke authoritatively.