Bleeding Blue

He was almost exactly like Vio had described him-faded golden hair and ratty clothes swishing back and forth, moved by an unseen force; dark blue eyes, washed out and dead, bleeding wisps of smoky blackish-blue blood, the same blood oozing from his wrists, curling around him in waves; his skin ivory pale, mottled blue and purple, his entire body dripping water. RxB, VxS VxL