#they did this in the silt verses

[cherrywhite]

hey silt verses? I just want to talk

[sulfurzee]

Val from The Silt Verses in the Hades art style!!!

[cream-and-tea]

what she says: yea i’m fine

what she’s thinking: the story brought both carpenter and faulkner to their inevitable end points that have been foreshadowed from the v first episode of the show ambiguity of carpenters death aside she stood on the banks of the river singing like her nana glass and was gunned down by the military and faulkner was drowned dragged delivered by the god and story he had let devour him but. but. before those things happened right before the narrative reached its end both of them stood up and said no! i want to go forward! i want to find something past this whatever it might be i don’t want it to take me yet im going to keep on walking! and it was too late! the thing is it was too fucking late!!!!!!! the aquifer was already flooding the soldiers were closing in she was to hurt to run he can’t swim. the chance had come and gone at the beginning of the episode for any hope of them reaching each other ever again but even though it was too little too late never ever going to be enough they both looked the site of their doom in the eyes and said i do not accept this. not here. not now. i am staring at you– the thing that will eat me — and resolving to pry open the jaws and choose to use the last moments of my life (whether i know it or not) to run and stumble and crawl and cry and sing in the hopes of reaching the people who matter to me more than being made your meal. and of course they got fucking eaten anyways. of course they did bc they were walking towards it from the beginning. but there is a way out, there is a way forward, there is a land beyond the storm that is possible to reach if you choose to step out of the story that has been built for you to find it. we walk on, with a rough and tarnished hope, and a tangled, ruined love. it can end with love, and it can end with kindness. even as the jaws are closing. ours is a world of miracles.

[genderbinaryisforlosers]

turns out she's living in a horror film where she's both the killer and the final girl!!! 🎵

ID copied from alt: Digital art of Carpenter from The Silt Verses, covered in blood and mud in a torn wedding dress, holding an axe. Her hands are by her sides, with the axe's handle held loosely in her right (viewer's right), touching the ground. Her dress has a white lace pattern on the top half, of fish swimming down. It has long sleeves, but the right sleeve is torn, exposing her shoulder and a bleeding wound on it. Both of her hands are bloody, further dirtying the skirts, all of the ruffles of which are covered in mud. She is wearing wellie boots under the dress. She also has a wreath of orange water-weeds on her head, a fish-net veil, and several fish-hook piercings. She has a bleeding head wound, as well as a black eye, and bruising on her neck and her left ring finger. The background is streaky red, like a red waterfall, and she is standing on red-brown grass and mud. /end ID

[rudycrowley]

Trying to beat artblock.

I finished relistening to s2 today and remembered how much i like this particular episode.

Not exactly proud of this one but i like the vibe, it's something i was going for.

[thekhaninglass]

If you told me last week I’d be Happy at Carpenter’s death scene I would’ve asked what the hell are you talking about? Carpenter? Carpenter my favourite character of all time? That Carpenter?

But I am so happy with her ending, because just before Tainsley fired something wondrous happened.

She forgot, and so she remembered.

For a time, especially if it’s early on, it can feel like your trauma defines you. That it makes up so much of who you are, that it’s almost like it is all you are.

And the best thing to deal with that (other than EMDR, therapy and meds) is time. One day you will wake up and it will not be all you are. One day those wounds will have scarred over and, though it is still part of you, you will forget enough to remember that you’re a person and not just a horror story.

Before she died Carpenter forgot. She forgot enough of her trauma that she forgot her Nana’s dying words. The words of the faith of the Trawler-man who she believed took her brother because of her faith’s collapse. She is no longer defined by her loss. She has recovered enough that those memories no longer feel like a fresh wound.

Before she died she remembered who she was. Ours is a world of miracles.

[catwyk]

"You must have an extraordinary heart, High Prophet, to carry so much in it. And I do believe that-" "(Struck to the core) Why are you looking at me like that?"

chapter 38 you will always be famous. happy sibling rane saturday everybody !!!

[twink-with-an-agenda]

Say what you will, but Faulkner is the funniest bitch around for killing the Crab Pope with crabs

[ianthewife]

blinding religious fervor, delusioned adoration and depersonalizing deification yes again and what of it—

[cherrywhite]

I am SO delighted that this was the answer to one of the questions I asked

[siltslut]

LIFE GOALS:

-TRANSITION

-QUIT JOB

-SERVE CUNT

-BECOME THE VERY THING I SWORE TO DESTROY

-GET CLOSE WITH NATURE

[unfortunateearthworm]

I think maybe every podcast should, in the final episode, suddenly make one of its characters with no established canonical appearance blond

[catthlaf]

“Then become something else,” the Trawler-man says, with the first of his two faces. “My currents are kind, and your flesh is pliant. I will make you something that cannot be bound.”

-The Silt Verses, Chapter VI: It Winds, It Worms, It Wends

[valtsv]

hold on. i think i've just successfully articulated why VAL's power doesn't work when she tries to use it on herself. it's not that she doesn't necessarily believe her own delusions, that's irrelevant (since we've already had it demonstrated to us that it doesn't matter what you believe, if the last word says otherwise). it's that she's made herself and been made into something that cannot be changed. VAL's sainthood is a trauma response (which isn't to excuse all the mass murder and torture and other petty war crimes; trauma responses are not inherently admissible on the basis that they're rooted in trauma, and while traumatised people are not inherently dangerous, some trauma responses are objectively harmful). it's rooted in her desire to become something that "cannot be bound", to become something that can make it so that if her mother the world says that she cannot be loved, and that nothing she ever does will make her good enough to deserve kindness, then she can simply rewrite the reality that governs it so that it has no choice but to cede to her demands. however, in doing so, she severs herself from being able to be transformed by those changes herself - because then how would she know that they had changed? she remains fixed in place, and must endure whatever consequences her actions have for her. her body suffers under the strain of holding its form while the rest of the world twists and warps around her. she has made herself a vessel for that desire to be unable to ever be hurt or made helpless again, and in doing so defined herself by it, and made herself utterly helpless to and tormented by her own inertia. she can never move on from the pain that drove her to that point, and so she must carry it in a body not built to bear its weight.

[fagulaa]

Something I really love about the Silt Verses is how, in a world of gods and monsters, how grounded Faulkner's trauma [and relationship with his father] is. Especially as the season moves on, and the stakes amp up [and up] its so unexpectedly piercing to be presented with this exploration of childhood abandonment/negligence, inter-generational trauma, the indignities and stress that comes with unexpected elder care/early onset Alzheimer's. You're so locked in to these grander, more abstract concepts that your defenses are down! Mine were, anyway. TSV is so good at cutting its grand, complex plotlines with simpler [but not shallower] gutpunches, and it just grounds the whole thing.

[localechoes]

happy sibling rane saturday!