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.
eyebrows draw down together as he stares at her intensely for a moment –– his own mind not quite made up with what she was offering, suggesting, even. his senses are keenly attuned to her, the pulse racing within the jugular vein of her neck, just a thin layer of skin protecting it from the monsters of the outside world that were so keen to get a little snip. “what do you want?” he questioned after a long, drawn out moment of silence between the two of them, turning the tables back on her.
WHAT DOES SHE want ? him. that simple, really. the silence is practically deafening in the motel room cause, well - it’s not something said so easily. kate falters. he wants her to spell it out, then ? embarrassment mixes with the slight nerves, teeth worry into pink lower lip for a solid second too long. ‘ …. - i want you to, ’ she confirms, kinda soft and sounding like she’s worried he’ll suddenly laugh in her face. ‘ i mean - no venom. but you can… drink. if you want. ’ she should be used to this kind of pressure by now, recognizes that the gecko brothers want nothing more than to take care of her nowadays, but it still throws her for a loop every time a decision is left up to her.
