lxiii - i can't tell if he's genre-savvy or just pessimistic.

Jul 23, 2011 06:45

Ardent. Nicolas. Saffron. Ana. Shinzon. The Shadow-man - does anyone remember him? The Master. Jason Todd. Iscariot. Armand and... whatever his blond friend's name was. Sylvanas. Never mind all the ones I'm not remembering.

Everyone on this boat is on borrowed time. We come here dying of wounds, and there's no telling how long it takes until we bleed out. All that's out there is... void. All-consuming darkness. It's difficult to describe.

[He walks away from the camera, hands clasped behind his back.]

I saw it when I died. It takes away your body, your mind, your memories, your senses - that's what's waiting for you, if you don't have a world to return to. I know I don't. Good people get something akin to a Heaven, I know that for a fact. But if you're here-

[He laughs and turns back to the camera.]

It's no longer in question whether or not you're a good person.

Our redemptions aren't a contest between ourselves and our previous beliefs, or [He waves a hand] between the warden's moral system and the inmate's. It you in a race against that.

Admiral, I'm going to keep asking. Where do they go?

sylvanas is my personal hell

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