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.
negan grips lucille tighter, entering a house, you always had to be careful, and not just because of the walkers stumbling around. people were worse, that’s why he choose to travel alone. that, and he didn’t have to worry about saving anyone’s ass besides his own. so he’s quiet as he walks inside, checking the first floor completely before he heads upstairs. as negan searches the bedrooms, along with a bathroom, he finds a few useful things: toothbrush, a full case of toothpaste, some pajama bottoms that would actually fit, three water bottles, and a brand new pair of boots that were tucked in the far back of a closet. it was even his size too! since his current pair was fairly wrecked, covered in blood, dirt, shoelaces torn, he decides to just change them out while he’s here. but, as he’s about to sit down on the edge of the bed and do that, he hears some commotion from downstairs,
commotion that definitely doesn’t sound like a walker. somebody else is inside the house with him.
IT’S BEEN WEIRD without her family. now, momma died before the proverbial shit hit the fan, so she didn’t have to stick around to witness the world fall apart around her. but now kate’s on her own, scott’s somewhere in mexico and daddy’s dead with a bullet between his eyes, & kate put it there herself. gecko brothers dumped her off somewhere in the states, they’ve got their own mess to worry about without adding the preacher’s daughter to the mix. she hasn’t been doing so bad for herself, though - they gave her a gun, but it’s heavy and clumsy in her hands so she doesn’t use it unless she has to. gave her a backpack full of supplies, too, figured it was the least they could do after tearing her family apart. the house she’d found to spend the night in was long-since abandoned, but its dust-covered dimly-lit rooms kinda remind her of home. kinda remind her of bethel and where she grew up. better times. gentler time. she’s in an upstairs bedroom poking around (it looks like they had a daughter somewhere close to half a decade younger than kate) when she hears floorboards creak down below - someone’s HERE. gun is pulled out, safety off, hoping to god she doesn’t have to use it; she pushes the door to the bedroom open with a heart-wrenching creak. shit. her own worn boots take careful step after careful step, knowing whoever - or whatever - was down there knew it wasn’t alone anymore. small clearing of her throat, & kate pipes up. ‘ who’s here ? ’ words only waver a little bit as she stands at the top of the stairs, feeling practically ANCHORED.
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