09-08-2008, 03:08 PM
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sharksHe did not react. After all, his blank and stoic face was his most natural one, with or without a mask. But that was only half of why he said nothing initially; the other half was a garbled mix of disbelief, regret, anger, denial, guilt, and a thousand other feelings that likely didn't have words to describe them. It was that naivete again that had had him believe that things would never get that bad, that deep down, family meant as much to all of them as it did to him, that somehow, things would change eventually. Arkham had faced loss before; the mere idea that his brother was gone was not what hurt the most. It was more the fact that he had been killed outright. It was the fact that he had almost surely deserved it. It was the fact that there was probably nothing he could have done. It was the fact that he had known all along that this was inevitable.
sharksAnd it was the fact that he continued to wonder whether they were all destined to turn out that way. Deranged, abandoned, unloved, and unloving, throat slashed open on the beach and intestines ripped out for the seagulls at dawn.
sharks
sharksHe did not react. After all, his blank and stoic face was his most natural one, with or without a mask. But that was only half of why he said nothing initially; the other half was a garbled mix of disbelief, regret, anger, denial, guilt, and a thousand other feelings that likely didn't have words to describe them. It was that naivete again that had had him believe that things would never get that bad, that deep down, family meant as much to all of them as it did to him, that somehow, things would change eventually. Arkham had faced loss before; the mere idea that his brother was gone was not what hurt the most. It was more the fact that he had been killed outright. It was the fact that he had almost surely deserved it. It was the fact that there was probably nothing he could have done. It was the fact that he had known all along that this was inevitable.
sharksAnd it was the fact that he continued to wonder whether they were all destined to turn out that way. Deranged, abandoned, unloved, and unloving, throat slashed open on the beach and intestines ripped out for the seagulls at dawn.
sharks
At least it's over now,he said again, somehow maintaining his tone and keeping it free of all that beautiful inner turmoil. But he looked away, unable to stop thinking about how it must have all happened, how the entire clan must have descended upon Andre, and how he had probably died laughing.
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