"Stay dead," repeated Faust. "My wife should stay dead."
The words were an echo of what his relatives had told him. His colleagues. Those traitorous Daybreak witches -- those serene incompetents with their condescending smiles and platitudes about how much better he'd feel once he'd accepted that when you took a bullet to the brain, the only real thing to do was dump you in a box and toss some dirt on top of you and let the worms have you even if you were beautiful and sweet and kind and hurt no one on God's green Earth.
"And what would you know about it? My beautiful Eliza should stay dead? Why should she lie in the cold, while all the world's refuse can stroll about in the sunlight? But you can afford to mouth those platitudes, you
ignorant swine.
What do you know of loss? What do you know of dying?"
Somehow he'd gone from 0 to 60 in approximately no time flat, and was now out-and-out raving. Eerie, pale green light suffused the room, summoned up from the pentagram etched onto the floor.
"But I'll teach you to keep that foul mouth of yours shut. I'll fix your little red wagon."
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The words were an echo of what his relatives had told him. His colleagues. Those traitorous Daybreak witches -- those serene incompetents with their condescending smiles and platitudes about how much better he'd feel once he'd accepted that when you took a bullet to the brain, the only real thing to do was dump you in a box and toss some dirt on top of you and let the worms have you even if you were beautiful and sweet and kind and hurt no one on God's green Earth.
"And what would you know about it? My beautiful Eliza should stay dead? Why should she lie in the cold, while all the world's refuse can stroll about in the sunlight? But you can afford to mouth those platitudes, you
ignorant swine.
What do you know of loss? What do you know of dying?"Somehow he'd gone from 0 to 60 in approximately no time flat, and was now out-and-out raving. Eerie, pale green light suffused the room, summoned up from the pentagram etched onto the floor.
"But I'll teach you to keep that foul mouth of yours shut. I'll fix your little red wagon."