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.
is it his place to say anything to her? that was the big question that seth couldn’t manage to wrap his head around. he’s never really struggled much with women, dashing looks could take care of a big portion of it, and most of the time he doesn’t stick around long enough to go past that. kate wasn’t anywhere near that category, though, she was young and… not quite innocent, not anymore, but something close enough that anything of the sort would have felt like tainting her. even if he wants it. his tongue ran across his dry lips for a moment longer as he stared at her. “what are you, my mom?” the words don’t come out quite as strong as he intended, distracted by the way that she’s painting her lips, unable to figure out if it was an act of innocence or a blatant taunt. that was one thing that was hard to read about her. did she, or didn’t she? he practically needs a guide about her to figure her out. “c’mon, just tell me where you’re going. you’re gonna have to ask me for the keys, anyways. meeting someone?”
SHE’S YOUNG AND angry and searching for the exit - or whatever the opposite of an exit is. if seth doesn’t know what to make of her, well, he’s not the only one. ‘ no, seth, i’m not your mom. and you’re not my daddy. so quit trying to act like you are. ’ once she’s finished in the mirror she moves to her suitcase, worn in and beat up and probably stolen. it’s propped on her bed & she digs through it as she speaks, searching for clothes to change into. ‘ what’s got you so interested, seth ? ’ she questions again, a little more fire this time. ‘ i’m not going to ask you for the keys. ’ she has her own set to the room, anyway, that the front desk gave her a while back without seth knowing. last time he had keys that she needed, it was the twister, and she still can’t quite bring herself to be okay with letting him have that much power again. besides, she wouldn’t need the car keys, either - the motel is close enough to town that she could walk there in less than twenty minutes. ‘ and so what if i am meeting someone ? ’ she’s not, but she can’t just drop this line he’s so graciously laid down for her. ‘ it’s not any of your business, anyway. ’
