“But… you promised.”
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“But… you promised.”
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The Collector
God that last post made me realize that yeah, Caleb left behind the coat. It was the only thing Philip had of him when he disappeared left.
Caleb in the memories doesn't have it, he's casually dressed, in slacks and a blouse, no coat in sight. He shed it before leaving, almost like a way to leave that old life behind, that old wretched town behind. I feel like Caleb acted on impulse, and somewhere in his mind expected his brother to follow him, but not realizing that Philip was too far gone in to the town's backwards mindset to understand without explicit guidance.
So Philip was left with the coat - the only memory of his brother he had. The only comfort he had while he searched for Caleb.
Barely Human
Sometimes I think about how Philip cutting his ears was probably the last piece of humanity he shed. It's the last thing he had left, and by his hand, he removed it bit by bit, in blood and in tears, until nothing of Philip was left and only Belos remained.
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