finally read flatland for myself. read it in its entirety today during my free time on my 12 hour shift. really good book but maybe would have stuck more in my mind if i hadnt seen the janky 2007 animated adaptation several times before reading it. but then again my coworker saw me reading it and said they had tried to read it but it was too confusing trying to visualize everything, so i at least had a leg up there since all i could think of was the characters from the 2007 adaptation. anyway i think i’m going to rewatch it for the Nth time tonight <3
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yanno i think a lot of people don't appreciate how truly horrifying Pebbles' fate is when it comes to the rot. which is absolutely fair, i didn't quite Get It either until i had a nightmare that felt too real in which i was standing next to a dog that was infected with the rot. everything was fine, it was a golden retriever so it had its breed signature smile on its face as it panted
but then it started spasming. its breath became rasping and gurgling. it fell on its side, at least Trying to whine but it couldn't even communicate its pain to the world. then the rot started forcing itself out. it forced an eyeball out of its socket from the inside, all so a sticky tentacle could start feeling around itself. it started coming out of the mouth. the dog couldn't breathe. the stench of death was oppressive even though it was still alive
all i could do was look at it while trying not to throw up. my throat burned just from seeing it
the fact that Pebbles has gone through that- all Alone, for who knows how fucking long... good gods above
pieces of his body are chipping away, falling to the ground- those which don't rebel against the rest, eating away at it. it's hard to breathe, his heart is beating faster, he's gasping after it, desperately trying to clean his lungs. it's burning, it's freezing, it's a doom he knows he cannot stop now even if some kind of help arrived. he will fall apart, cog after cog. he will slowly rot away, neuron after neuron. all that suffering prolonged by his sheer size. damned by his past grace
how does one cope with such suffering, how can one stand against it without their spirit breaking? i'd say- only when they don't have the option to just die. the rot makes a sickly jungle of his guts, where only the end of fate is certain. he is but just a paralyzed, Painfully Aware prey as his predator tears his flesh apart
the track Not Your Rain captures all of these feelings so damningly well. we can literally hear the sheer agony Pebbles is going through
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