[ he can't really remember the last time he actually wanted to take a photo of himself, when he'd felt worry free enough to simply complete the mindless self indulgent task of leaning back and holding up a phone, even smiling into the camera. had it been with shelley? he isn't even sure he remembers her face anymore.
he manages a shot, his black silhouette standing close to the bonfire, the flames filling the rest of the screen. he can feel the heat through his back, almost wonders how it would feel to simply leap in and what it actually means to even feel right now when he's supposed to be dead. he can't go back. whatever this fucked up place is, it's nothing like hemlock grove or anywhere he knows of, and he can't go back. does the fact his infant daughter is alone now even matter? he can't do anything about it. and for once he's finally just done. with everything his mother had forced on him, his life filled with lies and web after web, betrayal after betrayal.
except he still has the hunger.
19. Something Beautiful, he posts after staring at the screen way too long. but even then, he can't draw away, opening the attachment again to stare and wonder. ]
(( feel free to reply on the network for this or interrupt his awkward brooding! ))
ii. i can't understand your accent (@godfrey)
Why are the forest spirits so tasty?
iii. network on the fritz (@godfrey)
You're not good enough. You should just accept that.
iv. wildcard
(( roman can be run into (literally) anywhere, observing others with a condescending look. feel free to ruin his new dead life. 🙃 or pm me if you have any other ideas! ))
roman godfrey | hemlock grove
he manages a shot, his black silhouette standing close to the bonfire, the flames filling the rest of the screen. he can feel the heat through his back, almost wonders how it would feel to simply leap in and what it actually means to even feel right now when he's supposed to be dead. he can't go back. whatever this fucked up place is, it's nothing like hemlock grove or anywhere he knows of, and he can't go back. does the fact his infant daughter is alone now even matter? he can't do anything about it. and for once he's finally just done. with everything his mother had forced on him, his life filled with lies and web after web, betrayal after betrayal.
except he still has the hunger.
19. Something Beautiful, he posts after staring at the screen way too long. but even then, he can't draw away, opening the attachment again to stare and wonder. ]
(( feel free to reply on the network for this or interrupt his awkward brooding! ))
ii. i can't understand your accent (@godfrey)
iii. network on the fritz (@godfrey)
iv. wildcard