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❝ here’s my prognosis : will they live ? doubtful . ❞ from jacob hehe
“ are you kidding me? ” annoyance colours her, clouding her judgement like a stormfold. if the canary does not sing, who do you blame? her hands are cold, burdened with knives & something a tad off. irritation sets in, by her brothers side forever; the host & parasite bound together until the end of time. but she is on a trail of fear and becoming blind with both weakness and strength. i am not the one that devours, i am the being devoured. the mystics and churchmen talk of nightingales and blackbirds, running across rooftops and leaving nothing behind. she becomes folklore.
the mockingbird does not bleed, leaves nought but the memory of her terror. a rook in the night, sharp-tongued & she skips across it, him at her tail, “ perhaps, if they were more.. forthcoming about information on certain activities, the outcome might not be so fatal. ”
it is a tad poetic, the blighters: a blight upon these lands. her heel presses to their arm, the crunching of bone and howling of a sharpshooter. [ ‘ please! i can’t say- bloody nora will kill me! ’ they cry, abject to suffering and the cruelty of london’s terrible streets ] she sighs, crow eyed and peering to her twin ( . . . ) there was always stories: twins who could read each others minds, sharing nought but a word & they exchange a nod before a round of gunfire; the blighter dead and a deep sigh. “ bloody blighters.. we need to regroup. i’ll meet you at wolfshead in a few hours, i need to check up with a couple of contacts. go find something useful to do & for fucks sake: don’t screw anything up. ”
𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐! 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 .
❝ i’ve made my peace , i hold no grudge . ❞ ❝ make it fast ! ❞ ❝ commence your grovelling . ❞ ❝ i’ll keep those vultures guessing . ❞ ❝ my legacy is too great to throw away on ingrates . ❞ ❝ i guess i’ll take it to my death ! ❞ ❝ you never should have left me . i would’ve given you the world . ❞ ❝ you cannot be reckless ! ❞ ❝ no , i don’t think that i can be fixed . ❞ ❝ i want to go outside . ❞ ❝ my burdens , i can’t erase . ❞ ❝ i’m the monster . i’m the villain ! ❞ ❝ industrialization has crippled the globe . ❞ ❝ for every market , a submarket grows . ❞ ❝ it’s quick ! it’s clean ! it’s pure , it could change your life - rest assured . ❞ ❝ it’s the twenty - first century cure . ❞ ❝ what if you could have genetic perfection ? ❞ ❝ would you change who you are , if you could ? ❞ ❝ where the fuck is [ name ] ? ❞ ❝ you ain’t got the guts ! ❞ ❝ all bark , but no lungs ! ❞ ❝ i can’t feel nothing at all . ❞ ❝ sometimes , i wonder why they need me at all . ❞ ❝ sometimes , i wonder why i even bother . ❞ ❝ so you think you’ve got heart ? ❞ ❝ so you think you’ve got balls ? ❞ ❝ it’s a thankless job , but somebody’s got to do it . ❞ ❝ no one ever thanks me when i’m done . ❞ ❝ how self - absorbed people can be ! ❞ ❝ with a slice ! or a snip ! eenie - meenie - miney - mo ! ❞ ❝ can i talk to you ? can you come down please , so we can speak ? ❞ ❝ i thought i’d seen a ghost - your resemblance is striking . ❞ ❝ state your business . ❞ ❝ you can learn from all my failures . ❞ ❝ i’m not supposed to talk to strangers . ❞ ❝ don’t forget a sheltered rose needs a little room to bloom outside her bedroom . ❞ ❝ don’t look back ‘til you’re free to chase the morning . ❞ ❝ [ name ] , you’re hurting me ! ❞ ❝ can you forgive me for this ? ❞ ❝ here’s my prognosis : will they live ? doubtful . ❞ ❝ remember what you did to [ name ] . ❞ ❝ hope you have my money . ❞ ❝ i remember every dying whisper , every desperate murmur . ❞ ❝ i’ve always longed for true affection , but you compare me to a corpse ! ❞ ❝ you cannot control me , [ name ] . ❞ ❝ you know you want it . ❞ ❝ didn’t i say the world was cruel , didn’t i ? ❞ ❝ tell me how this happened , what i did wrong ? ❞ ❝ why can’t we just go home & forget this dreadful night ? ❞ ❝ didn’t you say that you were different , didn’t you ? ❞ ❝ say you’re not that person , say it . ❞ ❝ didn’t you say that you’d protect me , didn’t you ? ❞ ❝ someone has replaced you . ❞ ❝ sometimes i wanted to cry . ❞ ❝ i didn’t know i love you so much . ❞ ❝ sometimes i’d stay up all night wishing to god i was the one who died . ❞ ❝ [ name ] , i will not leave you here - you will live . ❞ ❝ we’ll always have each other in our time of need . ❞ ❝ you’re the world to me . ❞
THEN I MUST BE A GOD LIKE YOU . . . without dire consequence.

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