The Sentinels don't take that sinner from me

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Her whines broke his ear drums. Making his head thump harder each time. It hurt. Gods did it hurt.

Dreven had wanted to change for Atka and truth be told he probably could of if he let himself. But living years in the blood and the dirt and the mire. Well those kinda stains never came off ya. He was proof incarnate.

She was against him. He drew her scent in. He knew what this was amd damned if it didn't fucking kill him worse than any wound ever had.
But he had always seen the writing on the wall. Had tried to warn her time and time again. His soul would darken hers and it had.

He shifted. Live better than me, Snow.

Then he closed his eyes, finally giving into the darkness at the edges of his gaze. Unsure if he'd wake up in the morning and he didn't give a shit. She'd murdered him in a second. He was already dead.