19. November 2023

Sundays in Bed with… Death

Willkommen zu Sundays in Bed with… Death 📚 Diese Blogger Aktion wagt es zu fragen, welches Buch am […]

The boat lay in silence upon the water.

Mark Gulino - Upon the Pale Isle of Gloam

The fire crackled into the night air, little embers flying up in the darkness before snuffing out.

A.M. Dunnewin - All the Blood Spilt

I lift the gold goblet to my lips as I watch the show of naked flesh through the space between my bars.

Raven Kennedy - Gild

The darkness bled into itself—no beginning, no end.

Rachel Gillig - Two Twisted Crowns

I was nine the first time the Physicians came to the house.

Rachel Gillig - One Dark Window

Ask me not if God exists, but why he's such a prick.

Jay Kristoff - Empire of the Vampire

She found him lying on the side of the road, bruised and bleeding but not entirely unconscious.

A.M. Dunnewin - All the Dark Souls