Hannibal Monologue

Stuffed between two pillows,my head was still and my breathing was warm and hard,with the prickling feeling of guilt covering me like a blanket.I ached to sob, but my eyes wouldn't succumb,they seemed adement on keeping my irises dry and stinging from perpetual burning.

“ ‘Who are you?’ ‘I am Death.’ ‘I have long walked at your side.’ ‘That I know’ ‘Are you ready?’ ‘My body is, not myself. Wait a moment’

Jesus christ! Haha. This is basically the best post I've ever read on here. Sorry for the late reply.

Jackson shifted his arm and found Will's nipple with his fingers. Will made a soft sound of encouragement. Jackson's finger became insistent, circling, scraping, bringing alive every nerve in Will's body.

“That’s what it felt like this morning, because it’s their territory now, it’s Tom and Anna’s and Scott and Megan’s. I’m the outsider, I don’t belong here, and yet everything is so familiar to me” (65). I selected this quote because it indicates Rachel’s feeling of isolation from what she was once a part of. “I’m not beautiful, and I can’t have kids, so what does that make me? Worthless” (79).

“Did you apply the ointment I left?” Sana asked, placing her leather bag on a large wooden table. Berlin looked down at the ground. He heard Sana’s footsteps as she walked towards him. He looked up to see Sana holding the clay bowl full of a brown paste. Berlin could feel Sana’s eyes bore into him.

The man, however, did not even flinch at such a reception. He looked around the audience with a face that seemed to have lost the ability to display any discernible human emotion, his mouth unyieldingly shut and his neck as stiff as a freshly-starched shirt. He has stood in numerous courtrooms throughout his life, nonetheless he was never found

That was the last time he’d ever heard Cedric’s voice. John forcefully slammed his fists onto the coffee table next to him. His therapist restricted herself as John carefully released his fists from his fixed grip to erase his sorrow from his rosy cheeks. After several suggestions of how John could better cope with his loss, his therapist had then said something that had really caught John’s attention.

Samuel gazed pensively at Lelia, her soft, slate-blue eyes appeared dreamier than usual when she gazed up at him. With his heart beating faster than usual, Sam thought he felt Lelia faintly trembling. Taking a step back so he could study her intently, he tried to sound convincing when he whispered: “Hey, come on now, it’ll be okay.” He wiggled from one foot to the other.

“Why do you think there’s so many of them? Why do you think they all hang out here in a graveyard? What do you think the reason is they don’t die?” Katelyn asked me in rapid fire, and I thought she sounded like she was starting to get frustrated.

        Walker’s stomach drops lower and lower the further they go through in the house. The last time he was here it was a very painful experience -- one he’s not sure that he’s entirely ready to repeat. Thankfully, no one stops them in their trek upstairs, though some of the staff members send the group a funny looks. Walker soon finds himself in front of Willa’s bedroom door, fist raised and inches from making contact with it, when he suddenly impedes his motions.

WilhermBerg:- do you really wish to die cause right now I can kill you and let you die in a horrible way. I will not let you die in an easy way.

Will nuzzles his head into Hannibal 's chest and sobs, years of stress and agony pouring out of him. Hannibal wraps his arms around Will and rubs his back, letting him do whatever he needs. Hannibal presses his lips to Will 's forehead and Will raises his head, sniffing.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.

Before will was beaten into a coma, he lost his family to a house fire, which left him alone to face the harsh realities of life. He then turns to alcohol and cigarettes o get by spiraling him into a depression. Will drank so much he would have hallucinations and would hear his fathers rifle talking to him. Later he says,