Drowning (Kaz Brekker)
They were twisted and broken. They were haunted and hollow. And they were bloody, oh so bloody. But maybe, just maybe, they could drown in that blood together. Dreams, however pitiful, were always sweet. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I started writing this on a whim cuz I was bored about a mon...