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.
for every inch that ‘ jane ’ leans forward, norma finds herself wanting to go five back- or at least up until she hits the wall. there’s something abjectly fucking horrifying about bonnie-without-clyde-and-on-a-marginally-reduced-budget. she can’t name it. the confident, welcoming smile of earlier congeals and melts into a grimace with certain sense of nervousness, hands flying down to grip at the edges of her office chair. part of her can’t even come close to believing that she’s letting a girl no less than twenty years younger than her freak her out so much, but the other part wants to run out of the office and somehow manage to go and get the gun in the back of the rickety bottom-third drawer of her nightstand right that very second. ❝ f- no. no,‘jane’, i never said that- ❞ she starts; idly hoping she gives off the aura of ‘scary anger’ and not ‘frustratedly scared,’ her eyes levelling to the hand in front of her. she’s much too passive-aggressive to take it, her own are staying exactly where they are. ❝ … i’m gonna need some kind of address. filing. ❞
she knows she can be that way . the sweet face with something slightly off behind the eyes , strawberry milk gone sour in its crystalline glass . ❝ that’s what i thought . ❞ simple & sweet , dimpled cheeks . hand dips , slender fingers splay across the counter so she leans against it easily . ❝ one two three , easy street . or somethin like that . ❞ hand not supporting her weight gives a vague gesture . she’s starting to think the woman doesn’t know what discretion means . mostly , she just wants her to hurry up , before the geckos’ argument outside turns to fisticuffs . ❝ and if we could hurry it up , i’d very much appreciate it . i’m thinkin my boys are gettin a little cranky . ❞ that’s one word to describe it , at least . the way she says that , it wouldn’t be surprising if norma assumed kate was talking about children of her own instead of two men twice her age .
