blood in the bayou truly is jrwi’s tragedy. like you go in knowing there is no world in which this horror story ends for all of the characters are introduced to. and then the boys have the audacity to go hey. here is a brother. here is a son, and a friend, and someone who has been at war with himself for as long as he has been alive. here is one of the monsters. here is one of the monsters, and he is scared of everything, including himself. here is a legend. here is someone who is committed to a fulfilling life for the people around him. here is the only character that will consistently have some level of optimism in this story. who, against all odds, believes in all the chances a person could need and loves his friends. here is the story where they all die at the end, and here are the characters who have so much ahead of them who occupy it. and they were fucked up for that.












