There’s an old ghoul that no one talks to that sits in the corner of the bar. No one knows his story, but they all know him. He gives medical attention for a fee less than the other doctor’s around. He is always reading some strange, tattered book called ‘Bible’. He hardly speaks, but when he does his voice still sounds human with a faint trace of coarseness. He flips through the pages delicately, silently mouthing the words to himself.
There is a man who just got into town. No one has talked to him, and no one knows his story. People stay away, intimidated by his crackling electric armor. He has the edges of blond hair turning grey, and a hard look to his blue eyes. He sees the ghoul sitting alone at the bar, and walks up to him as though he is an old friend.
“’I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end,” he says, causing the ghoul’s head to perk up. “I will give unto him that is athirst of the waters of life freely.”
“How’d you recognize me?” the ghoul asks, gingerly shutting the book. “I can’t even recognize myself most days.” The man smiles, and it softens his hard gaze.
“I didn’t. I recognized your Bible. If it wasn’t you, I was going to kill whoever had taken it from you.” The ghoul shakes his head, standing up.
“Still the same old warrior, aren’t you, Israel?”
“Seems you’re still the same old good-doer, James,” Israel replies easily. “Come with me.” The ghoul looks at him for a moment, not sure what to say to the offer. Israel jerks his thumb to the door behind him. “I won’t wait forever.”
James nods slowly, as if reassuring himself that this isn’t a dream, and he walks off, side-by-side with the electric soldier.
Keep Your Composure 1/?
There’s an old ghoul that no one talks to that sits in the corner of the bar. No one knows his story, but they all know him. He gives medical attention for a fee less than the other doctor’s around. He is always reading some strange, tattered book called ‘Bible’. He hardly speaks, but when he does his voice still sounds human with a faint trace of coarseness. He flips through the pages delicately, silently mouthing the words to himself.
There is a man who just got into town. No one has talked to him, and no one knows his story. People stay away, intimidated by his crackling electric armor. He has the edges of blond hair turning grey, and a hard look to his blue eyes. He sees the ghoul sitting alone at the bar, and walks up to him as though he is an old friend.
“’I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end,” he says, causing the ghoul’s head to perk up. “I will give unto him that is athirst of the waters of life freely.”
“How’d you recognize me?” the ghoul asks, gingerly shutting the book. “I can’t even recognize myself most days.” The man smiles, and it softens his hard gaze.
“I didn’t. I recognized your Bible. If it wasn’t you, I was going to kill whoever had taken it from you.” The ghoul shakes his head, standing up.
“Still the same old warrior, aren’t you, Israel?”
“Seems you’re still the same old good-doer, James,” Israel replies easily. “Come with me.” The ghoul looks at him for a moment, not sure what to say to the offer. Israel jerks his thumb to the door behind him. “I won’t wait forever.”
James nods slowly, as if reassuring himself that this isn’t a dream, and he walks off, side-by-side with the electric soldier.