not whelping yet


The plan involved some more frames, but since it took me forever just for these three, well.

Book the Second, Chapter Four: Congratulatory

“Here, they were shown into a little room…
Now your dinner is done,’ Carton presently said, why don’t you call a health, Mr. Darnay; why don’t you give your toast?’
What health? What toast?’
Why, it’s on the tip of your tongue. It ought to be, it must be, I’ll swear it’s there.’
Miss Manette, then!’
Miss Manette, then!’”

What if...

Hannibal infects Will with the Wendigo-Virus, which brings hunger for meat and blood. Will, unknowing of his condition, slowly descends into madness, his dogs don’t want to get near him and he finds himself in the guidance of his psychiatrist, which suggest to go on a hunting trip together in the woods, far from any civilization. And Hannibal can see how Will tastes the warm flesh of a stag after he shot it, first licking the blood of the wound as if it would help still his appetite. And Hannibal is proud to see that he isn’t the only one with an appetite for meat.


You have offered hope that if one keeps trying, even if the consequences are grave, that some day things will be better.