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CARPENTER picks up the withered body and lays it down in the dirt. Then she shovels the earth over it, in silence. As she shovels, she begins to pray. It’s different, this time - the words come jolting out of her, they come strong and hard and she feels their weight. She chokes, and she sobs, but she keeps on speaking them all the same.
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I've made up my mind, I love you Faulkner, you're just my little guy! You didn't do anything wrong (LIE BUZZER)
Why am I just discovering this banger now
(It's about The Silt Verses season 2 finale, so spoiler warning if you're not there yet)
Great sorrow is pursued by a greater happiness. That’s what they used to tell us in the foster-house. So I have no doubt - when I pluck your skull free from its ragged remnants and I hang it about my throat, this will be the final awakening I’ve been waiting for. It has to be, you understand? Because I just can’t wait any longer.
— Chapter 29: And Where My Final Footsteps Fall.
Oh my gosh, seeing (hearing) the process of making a god (in terms of the silt verses as a podcast) is so neat!! Like, Paige & Hayward? (and Dennis I GUESS) hitting us with the
"I will die today. I will not die helpless. My death will not amount to nothing. My hand will draw the marks of my revolt. My flesh shall take the great shape of my revenge. I will steal myself away from their intent for me. My blood will not ripen their soil, nor shall my body blossom into their chosen colours. I will bring them fear instead. My death today shall be the quiver in the executioner’s hand tomorrow, the wavering doubt in the mind of the justice. I will be hallowed, but not for them. I will die. I will not die"
THEY WROTE 21 PAGES OF SCRIPTURE? And I'm sorry this god is so cool as a concept, martyrs and victims, people who NEED it? Also the names that have been come up with so far, bangers all of them. The Many Below, Tree of Spite, and The Fiend of Flowering Crocus? those are all SO cool, I am so ready for more about this god holy smokes
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Upon the road. Three cars, one after the other, pulling to a halt alongside me as I walked.
And as they asked to search through my belongings I felt a great unspoken connection between them and between me.
Because they had a confidence that suggested they knew who I was and that they would have to kill me, they already knew who I was and what I was carrying, and I knew that they knew, but we had a few final shared moments between us where they would pretend that I was innocent and they were ignorant, and the kindness of the performance between us made me laugh, and laugh aloud, before the pistol butt struck me.
I never learnt who turned me in. I knew it must have been a sibling of the faith, one of the families I had most frequently visited or one of the hidden pilgrims who offered food and shelter along the roadside. Someone who would have known who I was and where I was going next.
I spent many of my final days turning the names over in my head, trying to guess - who might I have offended, who might have wished me dead, amongst my friends along the road?
In the end, I stopped wondering. I wished to die with love in my heart: not doubt, not enmity.
— Chapter 29: And Where My Final Footsteps Fall.
You’ve become carrion, sister.
— Chapter 29: And Where My Final Footsteps Fall.
Is that you god? *gets tackled and then beaten up by the angriest girl around*
