salvage_epps — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 06:11:27 GMT

>:(

salvage_epps — Fri, 05 Jun 2009 04:24:49 GMT

Is that bastard everywhere? Now he emails me?

salvage_epps — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 00:56:03 GMT

I've seen some really crazy shit.

salvage_epps — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 09:27:31 GMT

Sole survivor/soul survivor. Bullshit.

Truth.

Happy Endings

salvage_epps — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 09:08:59 GMT

And I walk and I fall till I can't feel a thing

Tracking him (it), following that monster from port to port and mitigating damages as only she can, Maureen refuses to rest. Defies her body’s need for sleeping and eating, for basic human contact and comfort until she has no choice but to collapse, until she’s faint from hunger, until she clutches gratefully at any outstretched hand. None of it helps.

He’s still out there. Collecting.

I am sick of the sound of my own shattered mind

She’s seen things that she can’t possibly have seen: ghosts, damnation and sin itself. No one would believe her if she told them. She doesn’t even believe herself most days (or nights). Her nightmares are no better and no worse than reality. Bodies broken, battered, decaying—mass executions and cold-blooded murder. Screams. Caged animals, running, scurrying with no chance of escape. Haunting her. Taunting her.

And he’s still out there. Collecting.

I don't know who I am

Her team, her crew, they were her family—gone. Her boat, destroyed in a fire—sunk. Sole survivor. Soul survivor. She looks in the mirror and all she sees are large eyes, sharp cheekbones and dark hair. She touches the locket around her neck; it belongs to a dead girl complete with photographs of her dead parents. These people are as strange to her as she is to herself. She may be living but she isn’t alive. She wonders if her soul survived after all because

he’s still out there. Collecting.

I don't know where we all will be

Greer, Murphy, Dodge, Stantos, Munder—he has them all, for now. But when (if) she manages to stop Ferriman, what will become of them? Of her? She’s not certain she’ll survive another face-off with the demon, not certain she wants to—why should she, with her broken mind and her broken heart? Heaven, Hell or someplace in between, where will they all finally end up and does it even matter? No. She tells herself that she’ll do whatever it takes to stop him (it) and wherever they end up is of no consequence.

He’s still out there. Collecting.

She’s still following him.

All the way to Hell if need be.

I'm not that nice...

>:(

Happy Endings