Thursday, June 10, 2010
Hannibal Talking
My Dear Will,
You must be healed by now, on the outside at least, I hope you're not too ugly.
What a collection of scars you have (!)
Never forget who gave you the best of them, and be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.
We live in a primitive society don't we Will?
Neither savage nor wise. Half measures are the curse of it.
Any rational society would either kill me or put me to some use.
Do you dream much Will?
I think of you often...
Your old friend,
Hannibal Lecter
You must be healed by now, on the outside at least, I hope you're not too ugly.
What a collection of scars you have (!)
Never forget who gave you the best of them, and be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.
We live in a primitive society don't we Will?
Neither savage nor wise. Half measures are the curse of it.
Any rational society would either kill me or put me to some use.
Do you dream much Will?
I think of you often...
Your old friend,
Hannibal Lecter
# posted by regie @ 1:10 AM 
