She's beaten, battered and broken. She's cast aside, for the challenging of a tyrant's rule. She's hunted, bleeding, torn asunder. Every breath sends jarring strikes of pain up her sides, every step is shards of glass inside her feet, every pause is another moment, another precious head start, wasted.
She is lost. Hated. Betrayed. Crippled. Confused. Defeated.
She is alive.