[ After all, McGillis is destroying the person he used to be.
He's doing it in homage to someone he once rejected so thoroughly, but he's also doing it for himself so as to not repeat the same regret he died with, however addled by blood-loss it might have been.
And all of him is screaming that he's making a mistake and straying from his path, but his path has been cut off by a bullet already. There is nowhere left to go, so he's forced to be right here. Wedged between friends, as they bother him while reading his book. Or sitting in dimly lit restaurants with a man he does not love, but who makes him feel like his heart is beating again. Or ordering too many appetizers in a karaoke room and talking about sex, like schoolboys... or like lovers would.
Comforts he once would have killed to put an end to.
They taste like chocolate milkshake. ]
I've given myself to three creatures with sharp teeth, but not to worry... I have my own fangs.
[ And he'll devour them and they'll taste like blood and chocolate too. If the happy end is not to be, then it will be a beautiful and haunting tragedy instead. ]
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[ After all, McGillis is destroying the person he used to be.
He's doing it in homage to someone he once rejected so thoroughly, but he's also doing it for himself so as to not repeat the same regret he died with, however addled by blood-loss it might have been.
And all of him is screaming that he's making a mistake and straying from his path, but his path has been cut off by a bullet already. There is nowhere left to go, so he's forced to be right here. Wedged between friends, as they bother him while reading his book. Or sitting in dimly lit restaurants with a man he does not love, but who makes him feel like his heart is beating again. Or ordering too many appetizers in a karaoke room and talking about sex, like schoolboys... or like lovers would.
Comforts he once would have killed to put an end to.
They taste like chocolate milkshake. ]
I've given myself to three creatures with sharp teeth, but not to worry... I have my own fangs.
[ And he'll devour them and they'll taste like blood and chocolate too. If the happy end is not to be, then it will be a beautiful and haunting tragedy instead. ]