FINAL EPISODE: Let's wrap this up, shall we?:

Like any experiment, it had to be replicated.
~Your only Chance, for Genetic Superiority, lay
with Maximus.

He wasn't the type, that's all.
Not the type, at all.

We tried. His Art was what kept him thinking, creating...
We delved as far into his memory as we could
in order to make him forget.

There was NO forgetting.
We couldn't get by that; the predominance
of nostalgia.

Dear Shanna,


I must get away. I'm haunted by what I've been seeing in my dreams.

I know you're not going to accept this, but I know...I know everything now.

You're my Sister; my blood.....

my life, or what I know of it.

Can't get past it. I see the day:

Sun-struck, with your body, your hand and fingers,
soaked in paint.

I will try to get back to you
one day.

In the meantime, know that the vision I've had,
tells me, we can only love,
from afar...

but, love, my dear, we shall.

Your Artist Brother,

Maximus.

And so...........

it goes.


A gallery filled with paintings.


~~"He will never know
we're there....."






xx,b./cain. October, 28, 2007. [HAPPY HALLOWEEN]