![]() He’d demanded it, offering you as a sacrifice, until that choice became too decisive, and he’d tried to take it back. He’d evaded the question, speaking of hypotheticals with the certainty of indecision.Īnd Will had. Feed your dogs, leave a note for Alana and never see her or Jack again. (We could disappear now, you’d said nearly two years ago, nose filled with Freddie Lounds’ unpleasant perfume and heart racing with thoughts of forgiveness that didn’t ruin you both, tonight. It’s a balancing of odds that determines the sacrifice.” ![]() ![]() He demands supplication as he drops a roof over the heads of worshipers. “God is not a henotic deity, too filled with Old-Testament wrath. this fic makes me think i need more therapy.No Beta We Die Like Alana Will If She Doesn't Chill.Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane.Pre-Episode: s03e08 The Great Red Dragon.Whentheteacupshatters (RUNNFROMTHEAK) Fandoms: Hannibal (TV) I gave you everything (and it's a beautiful crime)
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