*ੈ ✩‧₊˚ ❪ BURIED IN BROKEN DREAMS ❫ 001. ▌ CHAPTER ONE...! GENEROSITY'S MY ENEMY
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a saint is just a slave to the the world ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❛ i'll always remain true to you. ❜ ೄྀ࿐ ( 𝙄𝙏𝙎𝙈𝙀𝙎𝘼𝙇𝙔 )ˊˎ-
THE EVENING SUN WAS SINKING lower and lower in the city of Ketterdam until only the night sky and its secrets remained, that meant the barrel was ready to be as bustling as ever, fore it thrived only in the nighttime, when all the respectable people are in — and the dirty lowlives come out to play and terrorize everything on their path.
Elysia watched the city's precarious inhabitants come out of the dark, slowly prying on their next prey like starved animals. She stood quietly, observing from the window as droplets of rain trickled their way down to the cobblestones like bullets crashing onto a skull, the sound became louder and louder. The echoes of taunting laughter and screams blended into one, an intoxicating melody if you were new to the Devil's city. "You're finally here." stated the young girl as she heard the door opened, turning around, a smile etched itself onto her face as she saw the person she'd been waiting for.
"Hello, Elysia." breathed Dirtyhands, otherwise known as Kaz Brekker. It had become a daily occurrence for the ebony haired woman to wait for the man in his room to either discuss with him important matters or annoy him for the sake of her own enjoyment, however it never seemed to work, fore Kaz could never think of the woman standing before him as any words other than ethereal.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company tonight?" Inquired the young man. "Nothing, really, I just wanted to see you." was the answer he got. His smirk became a little wider, thus being the response he had been waiting for. "What do you want to talk about tonight, Elysia?" "The journeys ahead for you and I." It had been a dream of hers, sailing across the world with nothing and no one but Kaz. She fantasized of the freedom that came with the wind blowing her hair, the cold air whipping her face, but most of all, the lack of worries. They could be who they wanted when nobody was around, no false facade to maintain, the simple wish of having no one to pray upon their downfalls, just him and her, the most beautiful dream she could have. That was it though, it was solely a dream, and dreams weren't meant to be pursued, not when you live in Ketterdam and associate yourself with the likes of the Bastard.
Even if Kaz knew that this could never be achieved, he still entertained her thoughts, he would be lying to himself if he pretended that the idea displeased him. "Novyi Zem would most likely be our first stop, the way Jesper talks about it, it sounds beautiful." the young woman was beaming, dreaming over all the possibilities that could be. He couldn't look away from her smile even if he wanted to, he did not believe in saints, but lord was he thankful to them for intertwining their paths, their souls danced together like residues of smoke that twirled up above.
