Never run from me

Venyra dragged her shaking, wet limbs out of the freezing river, her fingers clawing desperately into the slick, muddy incline. Every muscle in her body burned with a deep, bone-weary fatigue. The ruined red silk of her gown was heavy, saturated with river water, clinging to her legs like lead weights and dragging her down. Her paranoia clawed at her mind, whispering that the eyes she had felt on