Blood And Desire
She tipped the flask to his cracked lips.
River stirred weakly at the touch. One blackened eye cracked open a slit. He made a small, broken sound, half groan, half recognition, then parted his lips. Jada poured carefully, but he was too thirsty, too desperate. He gulped once, twice, choked violently, water spilling down his chin and chest. His body jerked with the cough; fresh pain lanced through his broken ribs. He winced, a low, animal whimper escaping his throat as he curled inward.
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