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[JP] Stephen King quote
Jan. 20th, 2010 12:05 am[Set in Broken Promise Land.]
“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”
When she told Angel that they were meant to take separate roads, this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind.
She knew that the Powers had some kind of plan for her in the long run. She was still having her visions, though after the whole Jasmine incident, they had been ratcheted back up to their usual level of pain and agony. She was no longer a half-demon, but she had been assured by the Assholes that Be that these visions wouldn’t kill her. She personally didn’t find that very reassuring, so she would still be waiting for her head to explode out the back of her skull, but she’d deal with it for the time being.
The first few years had been a whole lot of nothing. In fact, there weren’t even very many visions, and the ones that she did have weren’t very clear. Two men, trapped in some kind of cosmic ass-kicking, and they didn’t even know their strings were being yanked, but they were the heroes in the story, and considering she didn’t have a hero to point in their direction, she wasn’t going to get involved. She was done with champions. They only tended to end with her getting her heart broken. She was more than happy to just work her regular nine-to-five in Phoenix at the local clothing boutique and try to come up with some semblance of a life. And so far, it had been working.
Until she had a vision of one of those heroes again, but this time, she was in it. As soon as she recovered from the mind numbing pain, she went to find someone to yell at.
“Oh, subtle, real subtle!”
( *** )
698 words
“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”
When she told Angel that they were meant to take separate roads, this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind.
She knew that the Powers had some kind of plan for her in the long run. She was still having her visions, though after the whole Jasmine incident, they had been ratcheted back up to their usual level of pain and agony. She was no longer a half-demon, but she had been assured by the Assholes that Be that these visions wouldn’t kill her. She personally didn’t find that very reassuring, so she would still be waiting for her head to explode out the back of her skull, but she’d deal with it for the time being.
The first few years had been a whole lot of nothing. In fact, there weren’t even very many visions, and the ones that she did have weren’t very clear. Two men, trapped in some kind of cosmic ass-kicking, and they didn’t even know their strings were being yanked, but they were the heroes in the story, and considering she didn’t have a hero to point in their direction, she wasn’t going to get involved. She was done with champions. They only tended to end with her getting her heart broken. She was more than happy to just work her regular nine-to-five in Phoenix at the local clothing boutique and try to come up with some semblance of a life. And so far, it had been working.
Until she had a vision of one of those heroes again, but this time, she was in it. As soon as she recovered from the mind numbing pain, she went to find someone to yell at.
“Oh, subtle, real subtle!”
( *** )
698 words
