Cater to the Hollow
The Collective Unconscious
The best part of life is knowing, you put it together.
"We couldn’t leave without you. Time did reverse. The teacup that I shattered did come together. A place was made for Abigail in your world. You understand? A place was made for all of us. Together. I wanted to surprise you. And you, you wanted to surprise me. I let you know me. See me. I gave you a rare gift. But you didn’t want it. Fate and circumstance have returned us to this moment. When the teacup shatters. I forgive you, Will. Will you forgive me? You can make it all go away. Put your head back. Close your eyes. Wade into the quiet of the stream."
"Rorschach’s Journal. October 12th, 1985: Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout ‘Save us!’… and I’ll whisper, ‘no.’"