Date: 2016-11-26 05:32 pm (UTC)
cook_the_rude: (Just threw on the coat)
Hannibal doesn't flinch away, but instead looks back at Sinric unwaveringly.

"See?" he says, giving the arc word from the tale of Garrett Jacob Hobbes and his unfortunate daughter. Of Abigail hiding from him, and of revealing himself to Will Graham. Of blood spilled in the corner kitchen of an unassuming suburban home with a double garage, of a stately kitchen with a pantry full of secrets, of pigs eating men, and a sow carrying a human fetus, of two women finding fulfilment where two men do not. Of a great red dragon in sorry human shape used as a hand-tied fishing lure just as the one to be caught makes them. Of blood and food, skill and deception, death and love, great creativity and infinite patience.
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