Post by Bryce De Jager on Mar 10, 2021 8:50:33 GMT
We join the image of wolves stalking through the snow, a howl , more than one among the trees. A moon that cuts between full, half, new, crescent and gibbous before whiplashing violently to a building set of clouds, thunder building across the horizon as a few crows or ravens peek from their perch and then inexplicably catch flight
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Fade in on the image of a ring the silhouette of a single figure hoping up on the apron, the sound of boots on bare metal as a light shines on Evan.
Fade in on the image of a ring the silhouette of a single figure hoping up on the apron, the sound of boots on bare metal as a light shines on Evan.
“Ragnarok , this isn’t. Baldur hasn’t even eaten shit yet, I see plenty of mistletoe around and The great wolf cantankerous bastard that he is hasn’t risen to eat the moon…Just so we’re on an even Playing field here , I’m listening to all of you, Dean , Locke, Todd Williams.. And shit you all raise some damn good points don’t you about teaming up about this being your time to shine about how none of us are safe.”
He huffs a breath and runs his arm along what are now seen to be fraying ring rope of frayed metal and wire, the skeleton of this rung laying like a corpse, waiting for the buzzards to pick as Evan keeps balancing on that steel.
“Lotta talking, just like I said there’d be, some louder and more passionate than others, some of us are hunting, getting ready to count coup, as it were, sorry Pax, but it’s a valid saying in this scenario and all the while the storm builds..”
As if to punctuate his actions and words, there was a lighting flsh in the distance and a rumble of thunder as the camera stayed focused on the approaching storm, rolling towards the camera shot like some unstoppable force.
“You can’t fight Mother nature, and you don’t fuck with Grandfather Thunder…”
Another thunder rumble and it’s coming much closer as the ran starts to drop in small rivulets on the ground, spotty at first and Evan seems unmoved right now, smiling in confidence.
“Some of tyou are ready already to deny your fates, ready to deny the blindingly obvious un willing to concede to the idea that you might just lose… Your arrogance, your hubris.. your taint of rot is clear to me. You aren’t gods or monsters or demons, you’re children playing at pretend, egos shined to mirror sheen so you don’t let the hurt in.”
He smirks at the camera a little bit.
“Insert Disney number here….Right? That’s the thing with this , there’s only one of us can be the roulette winner ,, all your promises and your target pointing and previous performance gesturing? It means absolutely dick. In that ring on that night we’re all equals, every single one of us, stripped down to the core and only the strong of us survive the rest…Go sailing over the top rope, cash to the floor and if they’re well behaved? Walk out for the night, never to be seen again until next you’re booked.”
He shook his head.
“I might sound like a pessimist, but this is the real world, What trials and tribulations you ‘ve gone through as somebody else said the don’t matter when your back is against the wall, when the turnbuckle is getting slammed into your face, I’m not promising to win , unlike some of you. What I’m doing is delivering a very stark, very steadied warning about cornering animals…”
He chuckles a bit.
“So when you’re looking at floor, or feeling the top rope at your back , desperately willing Sir Isaac Newton to take mercy on you, realising that he won’t I want you to remember that I warned all of you, that I cautioned you form fucking with the wrong people, not paying attention to the wolves in your tracks, that your really are the children you actually are.”
He smirks.
“Because true fact is it might not even be about me Winning. But you losing if it comes down to it. I’m noticing a lot of you need a lesson in respect and humility, that some of you most of you delivers not to win but Deserves got nothin’ to do with it has it? The wind blows high , scent is in the air…And the wolves come stalking.”
He starts to chuckle with that feral smile. ,the rain starting to fall a little harder now as we realise the building storm is almost on us now.
“But whilst you’re watching your backs, fronts and sides don’t forget the storm that’s coming…”
That grin fades.
“Or the Earth under your feet, because you’ll be meeting it….all too soon..”
The camera fades out as Evan drops off the skeleton of the ring, even as the rain starts to slow down a flash of lighting highlighting his form as her walks away from the camera.