Dawnlark Plains Why are you sitting at home on the floor?

Run Forrest run

Ophelia, you need to run.
No, no, she couldn't, couldn't move couldn't think couldn't —
Death reached for her with terrible claws, but she saw only his eyes. Dark, fathomless eyes.
OPHELIA, RUN!
She flinched at the very last moment, and the blow which might have ended her life instead tore through her shoulder.
Oh. It felt warm. She stumbled back several steps, caught by the force of the strike. For a moment she could only look at the bear, then at her shoulder. Oh; there was blood, so much blood and she needed to move she needed to run OPHELIA RUN
She ran; she didn't know where. To Kvarsheim, to @Bjarna, to @Lestan or even @Turmeric — anywhere, anywhere away from here. Anywhere to get away from the fire.