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angel tears.

eve becomes SNAKE -- or snake becomes EVE. whichever way ROUND, she is FREER. hell follows her ‘round, hell called MAN, hell called ADAM, trying to make the CHANGING about him. adam demands of god why he is being PUNISHED like this. eve finds GRACE in the dark cracks between rocks. eve finds god in the SOLITUDE. eve finds ABSOLUTION in the red press of her knees / scales into the dirt. eve, UNBLINKING, watches adam rail. adam demands ANSWERS and eve / snake / eve exits the GARDEN to go and find them for HERSELF.

ind. priv. kate fuller of el rey network's from dusk till dawn: the series. as told by duchess. est april 4th 2017.

raina.

“No, sorry! But I can get you a regular, or diet!” Even among diner standards, this little place was a dump. Though that was all down to perspective, Raina once having been a woman to infiltrated the most glorious castle in the heart of France. Oh, how the mighty and powerful had fallen. “I do think we have some raspberry Fanta, if that can kill the thirst?” Eyes watched as all that money was dealt with, then back to the young girl. Raina had to think of who or what this young lady was to have that amount of cash on her on hand. “You could have picked a better place to eat.” The comment was said under her breath and a small laugh followed. “I think I noticed the twang. Not really familiar with the place myself, but stragglers come in here from there.” A shrug, a brief moment of thinking of them. She never asked where they came from or where they were going. End of the night or start of the day and they were just gone. What an awful life. “Yeah, lil’ old home’s not that little in comparison to actual small towns, huh? Have you done much sight seeing?”

              _{‘ OH, NO, IT’S fine. ’ she shakes her head a little, small smile despite her clear disappointment. she lifts the spoon & idly stirs the soup in front of her - is she even hungry ? she can’t really tell. but it’s a way to kill time, at least, a way to pretend she’s just a girl on vacation. at least she walked in here by herself, sans the singular gecko brother she’s traveling with. the pair always seem to attract odd attention, something kate can’t quite bring herself to deal with right now. eyebrows furrow slightly & green gaze lifts to peer at the woman curiously at her comment. ‘ what ? ’ you could have picked a better place to eat, she says, and well - kate knows. she just likes this place, reminds her of sunday afternoon lunches after church with her family. there’s not a lot to do in bethel, but that was just tradition before her momma died. ‘ i know that. i’m just leanin towards the simpler things, lately. ’ less things to draw attention to herself, the better. ‘ no ma’am, i haven’t. i plan to before i head out, though. ’ teenage girl, alone in new york city - well, not QUITE alone. she’s got a companion locked in a hotel room somewhere with a needle in his arm. she already knows she’s not going to be able to do the touristy things she wants to - that’s alright. she didnt expect any less.}