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.
the cigarette is placed against pale lips once more as toxic chemicals are sucked inside of his body with ease, relaxing openly as the smoke billows out of him. a part of him knew that the last thing that she needed was more destruction caged inside of her, even something as small as a single marlboro, but he won’t stop however she chooses to cope. richard wasn’t much of a hypocrite. he’s not exactly overflowing with mental health doctrine. “nothin’ wrong with being a little messed up, kate. i mean, you’re dragging around with me and seth now. shouldn’t that be enough to tell you?” the comment was made half serious and half humor. the geckos were infamous with reason, surely no one in their right mind would be so willingly to hang around them.
SHE DOESN’T EVEN want the damn thing, really. it’s just something to keep her hands busy, to keep her from being idle too long. keeps her from thinking too hard. right now everything feels a little foggy, a little soft and hazy - blame the smoke drifting through the humid nighttime air. she shrugs off the thin jacket she’d had on over her pajamas absently as richie speaks. ‘ i’m not messed up, ’ she repeats, an edge of sharpness creeping into the words. ‘ and you two are… ’ not like family. something else. there’s no justifying it, really - by all accounts she should have gone home with scott after her visit to xibalba. ( amaru’s voice - or maybe it’s her own - echoes in her mind : a strange fixation on those two. ) ‘ you two aren’t bad people. ’ which is true, as far as she’s concerned.
