𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘. 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙔 𝙊𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇. THE BELL HAS TONGED BEFORE, ONCE OR TWICE. FOR HIM, QUITE PERSONALLY. WRITTEN IN BOLD, THE ENGRAVING OF HIS NAME. THE DEATH BELL WAITS FOR NO ONE, HALF - HEARTED IN IT’S BECK AND CALL. SEE ONE LESS EXPERIENCED, [ONE LESS TOSSED AND TANGLED IN THE FLAMES OF 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇’𝙎 𝙆𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙉] MIGHT’VE BEEN FEARFUL, MIGHT’VE SAID THEIR PRAYERS. FRANK CASTLE THOUGH? IT’S HIS LIFE. SO HE SPREADS HIS ARMS, BECKONS IT RIGHT BACK.
smelt it first, the ACCESS, / the beckon : some concoction of gunpowder &. disaster in the air, before he felt it , back to ground, eye to obsidian. this crescendo of stillness, OF ETHEREAL ESCAPISM, becomes deafening. a BOUNCING BALL, describes the gunshot rings, steady in it’s beating rhythm, until it rolls to a stop, down into the sewers, ( WHERE DARKNESS WAITS ) then stops. and there he lays, a deadman, recounting a world now agonizingly still &. frozen. one hypothesis is correct, the fate of circumambience : happenings do carry on , the shouting, hurried footsteps to cement, the pelting, sweet infinitesimal rainwater. THEN A FAMILIAR FIGURE, one made SYLPHIC by the shock, grabbing and tugging. ..ank .... frank... PLEASE. .. FRANK, PLEASE !
ＷＡＫＥ , .... and for a moment, he’ll reenter the world, eyes open, prepares the steps to his infinite &. infamous waltz in the whirlwind of hell’s kitchen ,
( LIFTS HIS HAND AND THERE IT IS, SCARRED FLESH OF A MAN MADE MAN - KILLING PALM IS COATED WITH THE CRIMSON OF NO ENEMY BUT HIMSELF. THAT’LL MAKE THREE SHOTS, THREE VERDICTS IN THE FORMAL FINDING OF THE PUNISHER’S EAGER JURY. i sentence you to death. )
COME ON, FRANK, WE GOTTA GO, YOU GOTTA GET UP. SHIT - LISTEN TO ME, GO. RUN. I AIN’T LEAVING WITHOUT YOU! / @abvnai
❛❛ Y ... YEAH, yes, you are. LOOK, HEY ❜❜ a lioness, he’d describe her. his lioness. a queen bee even, reigning champion, ( HARDLY DOWN WITHOUT FIGHT, ) frantic in her reactions, DEMANDING in her tone, &. familiar in it’s aesthetic, to a FRANK CASTLE before his pivot. ❛❛ hell are you doin’ ?! .. HUH ? ❜❜ palms against her neck, ❛❛ rest’ll - rest’ll come, baby, THEY WILL, THEY’LL TAKE YOU DOWN. i can’t. ❜❜ please. he couldn’t fail again.
the last of us (2013), + 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜.
