styx in the river

Iron Lung Fanart

Ballpoint pen on paper

“Yeah, I know it’s tough. You like Dutch. He’s a charming fellow. He makes sense. He’s like one of those nature writers from back East. Only he takes things a tiny little step too far. Rather than just loving the flowers and the animals and the harmony between man and beast, he shoots people in the head for money. And disagreeing with him. He’s a goddamn killer. Now, I’m not a great intellect, but the metaphysical leap from admiring the flower to shooting a man in the dead because he doesn’t like the flower, is a leap too far. So… i know it’s easy.”- Edgar/Archer

“Follow me, I know the way. It’s gonna be alright, John. We should be going for Jack. We will, but we have to move everyone first before that bastard Milton comes back with an army. We ain’t no use to Jack in jail, or at the end of a rope. I don’t even know what to think no more. Just gotta keep our cool, be smart about this. Smart? Are you joking? We made too much noise once again. We drew’em right to us. I mean, how many people we killed the past few weeks? Far too many. It’s Dutch playing his games. Hosea too. Getting involved with those two families. The master con men working their magic. They thought there was a lot of gold… Yeah, they thought there was money. Ain’t there always? Look, Marston, I don’t know what to tell you. Things don’t always work out, that ain’t nothing new.”-Arthur/John

“Much better, mother dearest.”