#smothcred

[oftwonames-blog]

"You see a light at the end of this ugly ass tunnel. I don't."

There was no light at the end of the tunnel for men like him. After all that he’d seen, he wasn't even sure that God existed anymore, but if there was a hell, he’d be welcomed inside with open arms and a warm smile. He did, however, believe in angels. He left one behind every day when he went off to risk his life in some godforsaken battleground. If there was such a thing as a light at the end of the tunnel, he made a life out of turning his back on it, because it was so bright and magnificent it threatened to blind his unworthy eyes. That’s why he worked himself to the bone, why he bit the bullet every day and threw himself into hell’s open mouth. So that her light could stay on, so that when his time came, he could leave this world knowing that she would be okay, that she would be better than him.

“Do I see it? No, but what good am I if I turn my back on her? What kind of man could abandon the only hope he’s got to give his kid any kind of life? That ain’t the kinda man I wanna be.”

[oftwonames-blog]

"I'm not supposed to be here." //u kno the verse

“You’ve got that right, Sweetheart.” 

Shepherd didn’t take kindly to anyone setting foot in his home when they weren’t supposed to be there, but this girl always seemed to leave a body behind no matter where she went. That’s why he made sure that his gun was between them, almost like he was daring her to try anything.

“Care to give me a reason not to pull this here trigger, cause I ain’t seein’ one from where I’m standing.”

[oftwonames-blog]

@smothcred

The world suddenly began to make sense again.  He was Booker Dewitt Zachary Shepherd, and this was.. Where was this? He had been pulled through a tear and this place was completely new to him. He quickly realized that he wasn’t alone, he withdrew his pistol and pointed it menacingly at the young stranger. It was a dark haired girl, beautiful, but unquestionably dangerous. In his experience anyone who was deliberately pulling people through tears was a menace. 

“I reckon you better identify yourself. Right now!”

He’d seen her before. On the airship all that time ago, and again, and again, and again. She was like his shadow and he never realized it until now. Even without that, though... He knew her somehow, but he just couldn’t place where from.

[utxpian]

"How much more can they take from me?!"

“They can only take what you allow them to take. If you simply lie back and let them, you’re declaring to the world that you deserve it. Fight back. Start taking from them.”