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This Can’t Be The End Pt. 2
Nick Stokes X Reader
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Post Date: July 23rd 2023
Post Time: 12:31 AM
Summary: When Nick gets kidnapped, the reader is forced to fear the worst for her husband as she and the team work the case with hopes of bringing him home safe.
Based off of: Season 5 episodes 24 and 25
Reader’s Pov:
When I finally decide to get up from the couch, I wrap the blanket around my shoulders before walking out of the break room. I walk down a few halls in search of someone I can talk to and I soon find Warrick talking with Hodges.
I walk up behind him with my blanket still wrapped around me and Warrick looks down before putting an arm around me. I lean into him and Hodges smiles at me softly before continuing to talk to Warrick.
“I’m using your track and wheelbase measurements, plus or minus five percent to account for rain-shadowing and/or drying effects,” Hodges explains as the program does its work.
“All right, print it out,” Warrick tells him and he nods before typing on the computer.
“Hey. How are you doin’?” Warrick asks me and I shrug.
“I mean, I slept. It was only half an hour, but I slept. I just want Nicky back…” I tell him with a frown and he nods in understanding.
“I know, mamas, I know. We’ll get him back. I promise you that,” Warrick tells me as he rubs my shoulder.
“Here’s the list,” Hodges speaks up as he holds it up and Warrick takes one arm off of me to reach for it.
“Thanks, man,” Warrick replies as he takes the stack of the printed list.
“Yeah. Sure. Whatever will help find Nick. What’s your next step from here?” Hodges asks as he crosses his arms.
“Imma head over and see Rachel. She said she’d show me the traffic cameras in the area,” Warrick tells him and he nods.
“Well, good luck. Don’t worry, y/n, we’ll bring Nick home to you,” Hodges promises me and I smile weakly at him.
“You comin’ with me?” Warrick asks as he pulls back to look at me.
“Yeah. I suppose so,” I agree with him and he nods.
“Alright, then. Let’s go. Bye, man,” Warrick replies as he stands up and Hodges gives him a nod before going back to his work.
He turns me around and together we start walking towards Rachel’s office. Soon we walk in to see Rachel typing something up on her computer. She turns when she sees movement and gives us a small smile.
“Hi, guys. I have the footage loading up right now,” she tells us as she stands and rolls another chair over.
“Here you are, y/n,” she says as she points down to the chair.
“Warrick, you can take that chair over there,” she tells him as she points to one at another desk and sits back in her seat.
“Thanks,” he says sarcastically before walking over to grab the chair.
He walks back over, pulling it along with him before settling down to my left. He starts to look at her screens and analyze them as it seems the program is up.
“I need you to bring up the traffic cameras in a three block radius between Flamingo and Koval in the last 24 hours,” he explains to Rachel as he stands up and leans over the table.
“We only buffer the video for the past few hours,” she quickly informs and he looks at her.
“I can take you back as far as 10:37pm,” she continues and he rocks back before taking his seat again bringing his hand up to his chin.
“That’s good enough. Our guy was taken around 11:00,” he tells her as all the cameras pop up simultaneously.
Together we all look for a few minutes and nothing really seems to jump out at us. My leg starts to bounce as I start to feel more anxious and Warrick gently puts his arm around me. Rachel then pulls up two specific cameras and we watch them.
“Scan forward. We’re looking for a big truck,” he tells Rachel as he lets go of me to point at the screen. She types something on her keyboard, doing just as he says.
“How about that one? Looks like a Suburban.” She brings the video on the left to a pause.
Warrick takes a moment to look at what she points out before looking down at his list that Hodges had given to him. He flips through the pages for a few minutes before looking back up at the screen.
“It’s on the list,” he confirms as she pushes play again.
“Whoa, he’s really movin’,” he comments as we continue to watch.
“Wait a moment… that one, the big Ford,” his voice escalates just a tad, making me jump lightly, but hope flows through me.
“Follow it,” he decides and Rachel nods.
“The expedition truck left the area around 11:15,” Warrick starts to explain as he looks over his paperwork.
I look up around the table of people who have become my family. Sara takes a drink of her coffee and I resist the urge to cry when I think about how Nick would lean over to me to make some sarcastic comment about what she was drinking.
“Definitely in a hurry. Took a right off Koval onto Tropicana, crossed Las Vegas boulevard onto the 15 south and then it drove off the grid,” Warrick continues to explain as I snap out of my thoughts.
He puts his paper down and leans back before scooping my hand into his and giving it a squeeze. If Nick wasn’t the best at knowing my emotions, I’d say Warrick is a good close second. Both can almost always sense when I’m upset and need a good cuddle.
“At least we have a general direction,” Grissom comments from where he sits.
“Great, so Nick could be anywhere from Green Valley to Seven Hills to Arizona,” Sara comments in a very sarcastic, dead-end tone and I let out a small puff of air.
“Sara, not really the time for sarcasm, yeah?” Catherine lightly scolds her as Warrick gives my hand another squeeze.
“No. It’s ok. She’s right. He could be literally anywhere at this point…” I speak up and everyone nods along understandingly.
“That is assuming he was even in that truck,” Greg adds on as he leans back in his chair.
“Well, according to Hodges, the white fibers on Nick’s vest were cotton with traces of ether…” Catherine explains after taking in a breath.
When she says that, I instantly close my eyes and images of Nick putting up a fight with the person plays though my mind. I feel another squeeze to my hand and it pulls me back to the real world as I open my eyes.
I look at Warrick and he gives me a tight smile, silently clearly asking me if I’m ok. I hesitate but nod, telling him I’m fine and he turns back to the table.
“Ether? That’s old school…” Sara comments after a moment of silence.
“Yeah, stuff is volatile. Flammable. Outside of meth cooks, no one uses it anymore,” Warrick adds on his two scents and the room slowly gets warmer.
“People use what they know,” Grissom adds as he starts to fidget a bit in his chair.
“All right, so, where are we on possible suspects?” Catherine asks as she takes her glasses off and looks at Greg.
“So far, none of Nick’s active or recent cases stand out. And his old stalker’s still behind bars,” Greg explains his findings and I start to shake my leg.
“Are you 100% sure Nigel is still behind bars, Greg?” I ask, sitting up as I slowly seem to grow more agitated.
“100%, y/n, I saw him on live video footage myself,” Greg replies and I sigh as I slump back into my chair.
“Maybe it’s a random act,” Sara comments and I immediately sit back up.
“Well, that’s possible because whoever staged the crime scene couldn’t have known that Nick was going to respond,” Catherine agrees and I shake my head in disbelief, even though I know what they’re saying is perfectly logical.
“Yeah, it’s just bad luck he did,” Warrick agrees from next to me, making my leg bounce more.
“Sara, what about the coffee cup?” Grissom asks as he sets his paperwork back on the table.
“No DNA or prints on the cup or in the bag,” Sara replies in a matter-of-fact tone. Just then, we hear some sort of commotion going on out in the lobby.
“Don’t touch the edge of it!!” We all hear Hodges scream.
“You got to sign…” another unknown voice yells out.
“Security! Security!” Hodges yells out again and Grissom’s the first to get up to his feet.
We all quickly follow behind him and he runs out to the lobby. Once in the lobby, we can see Hodges and a security guard fighting an individual who holds a package of some sort.
“Get your freakin’ hands off me, man!” The individual yells out as he fights the security guard.
Hodges clearly gets a hold of the package and moves over to the desk to inspect it. Grissom stops in the doorway, watching in confusion.
“Hey! I told you, you gotta sign for that!” The guy that’s still fighting security yells out.
“What are you doing, Hodges?” Grissom expertly asks what we’re all wondering as we watch from behind him.
“Guy comes in here with a package with no return address,” Hodges tries to explain as he tries to catch his breath.
“You’re violating my rights! I want a lawyer!” The delivery guy yells out as he continues to fight with security.
“Shut up!” Catherine admonishes him as she points at him and he does just that, looking shocked.
“Way the guy was pawing that envelope, I figured I better get it away from him before he wipes off all of the trace,” Hodges starts to explain himself again and Grissom looks at him, confused.
“What trace?” Grissom asks, confusion clear in his tone.
“Oh! It’s about Nick…” Hodges calms down right away as he breaks the news.
We all step forward when Grissom does only to see what it says on the envelope;
Crime lab
3057 Westfall AVE.
Las Vegas, NV 89109
RE: STOKES
Silence falls as I let out a small gasp when I see my own last name on the envelope. Warrick grabs me and pulls me into his side as Grissom puts gloves on. He then picks the package up very carefully and takes a second to look over the details before turning to Catherine. She opens her mouth like she wants to say something, but nothing comes out and she shakes her head.
“Let me do this,” Grissom says before pushing past us and walking off.
Nick’s Pov:
When I come to, I try to sit up but only end up hitting my head against a hard surface. I groan as I lift my hand to my head and it takes me a moment to realize where I am. When I do, I quickly jump and there’s a thud as my hand hits the top.
I look around me, trying to figure out what’s going on and find a glow stick. I grab it so I can get a better look around and soon start to breathe heavily before I feel around me some more, only to find my service weapon.
I grab it and bring it up to where I can see it. I pull the clip out and see it’s still full, making me sigh. I put the clip back in and cock the gun before setting it back down. I then pick the glow stick back up and look around some more before knocking at the glass.
I reach down to my side again and feel something else. Once again I pull it up so I can see what it is and it’s a tape recorder. I click the play button and at first it’s just static, but soon a voice is leaving me a message.
“Hi, CSI guy. You wondering why you’re here? Because you followed the evidence. Because that’s what CSIs do. So breathe quick, breathe slow, put your gun in your mouth and pull the trigger. Any way you like, you’re going to die here. Okay,” the voice explains and then the tape shuts off. I slowly start to try and break my way out, but when I can’t I scream only to start sobbing.
Y/n’s Pov:
We all watch through the window to the lab as he walks in and starts to feel around it. When he’s sure it’s not dangerous, he fully sets it down and grabs an x-acto knife. He carefully slices into the top before putting the knife down and picking up a flashlight.
He turns the flashlight on before holding the package open from the sides and peering into it. Confusion crosses his face before he empties the package onto the table and something falls out from it. We then watch as he looks for any sign of prints with the blue light.
Soon he’s waving us all in, but I freeze, not knowing if I want to go or not. Catherine stops when she realizes I’ve frozen before looking at me.
“You ok, y/n/n?” Catherine asks me, but I only shake my head.
“I don’t know…” I tell her as I stay frozen.
“Hey. Go ahead. I’ll get her to come, just… uhh, give us a sec,” Warrick tells Catherine and from the corner of my eye, I can see her nod before she walks off.
“Hey. I’m sure he’s fine. I promise you he’ll come home,” he tells me as he stands in front of me and holds both my shoulders.
“You can’t make a promise like that, Rick. You don’t know what’ll happen,” I argue back and he sighs before pulling me into another hug.
“I know I can’t. I’m sorry, but I will promise to do everything in my power to bring him home to you,” he informs me and I sigh before nodding against him.
“Come on. Let’s go get our boy back,” he says as he pulls back from the hug before pulling me along with him into the room where everyone stands.
They all watch as I walk in and I give a small smile to them before they all circle around me. Grissom holds up the tape he pulled out earlier and slides it carefully into a tape player. He presses play and we all listen to a few minutes of white noise before 60’s rock music starts to play.
♪ You can try to please me
But it won’t be easy
Stone walls surround me
I’m surprised that you even found me
And you don’t stand an outside chance
Don’t stand an outside chance
You don’t stand an outside chance
But you can try ♪
Outside chance by The Turtles is the song that plays and we all just listen for a good few minutes. We all intently wait for anything else that could help us find my husband, but the song continues to play on. I sigh in anger and Warrick puts his hand down to rub my back soothingly.
“Son of a bitch… he’s screwing with us,” Catherine curses out loud in anger, shaking her head.
♪ Whatever you do girl
You know you can’t get through girl
Can’t bring me down ♪
The music continues to play and I can’t help, but feel like it’s mainly me the song is taunting. I let out a sigh and Warrick again rubs my lower back to try and comfort me. Grissom then picks up the flash drive that was with the tape and turns to walk over to the desk behind him.
We all walk over with him and we watch him plug it in as the music continues to play in the background. After he plugs it into the computer, he opens the drive and words start to slide in from the left.
‘ONE MILLION DOLLARS IN 12 HOURS,’ is the first line, making me gasp quietly and again Warrick quickly pulls me into him, but I turn my head to watch the rest of the lines slide by.
‘OR THE CSI DIES.’ I gasp again and tears start to fill my eyes as it continues on.
‘DROP-OFF INSTRUCTIONS TO FOLLOW.’ It continues to have words in all caps slide across the screen.
‘AND NOW FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE…’ it reads and Warrick tries to get me to turn my head away, but I can’t bring myself to.
“YOU CAN ONLY WATCH,” it ends off with the watch seemingly looking like a link.
Grissom moves the mouse and clicks on the link, making us all watch with bated breath as it brings up the video. I let out a gasp when we see Nick pop up on the screen, he’s buried in a clear coffin box and clearly freaking out. The timer at the bottom of the screen clearly counts down, making me have to force myself to try and swallow, but the lump that seems to grow bigger and bigger stops me:
I push Warrick off me lightly and walk right up next to Grissom. I touch the computer screen with my thumb as tears make their way down my face. I feel Warrick put a hand on my shoulder and I close my eyes, not wanting to see his face contorting in fear any longer. I just stand there with my eyes closed for a moment as everyone else watches on in sadness. I take a deep breath hoping it’ll ground me, but it doesn’t work.
“Warrick, get her out of here. She doesn’t need to see anymore right now,” Catherine’s voice speaks up and I feel Warrick grab me lightly by the arm.
He drags me out into the hall and steadily holds me by the shoulders. He says something, but I don’t catch it in my panic mode and he gives me a small shake to break me out of it.
“Why don’t you go back to the break room. I’ll come check on you in a bit,” he tells me and I shake my head as I immediately sober up.
“No. I’ll be fine. Let me back in there,” I demand as I cross my arms across my chest.
“Sweets, are you-” he starts as he stands big and tall in my way, but I stop him as I hold up a hand, shaking my head.
“Let me back in there, Warrick… now…” I tell him as I cross my arms and put a scowl on my face.
“I don’t think-” Warrick starts, but I cut him off.
“Ok. So I had a moment of weakness, Rick. So what, that’s my husband on that live feed. It may be the last time I can fully see him. Please… I’m good now, I swear. If I get overwhelmed again, I promise I’ll go shower or something. Just… let me go back,” I beg him before casting my eyes down to the floor as they start to fill with tears again, but I will them away.
“Please… B…” I whisper out, still refusing to look up at him and he sighs, making me look up at him.
“Ok, but if it gets the slightest bit bad, you’re out of the room, got it?” he asks me and I nod with a small smile.
“Thank you, B…” I tell him as I walk over to him and reach up to give his cheek a kiss.
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I know Nick would literally be sitting over there day or night if roles were reversed. Just don’t make me regret it,” he lightly jokes as he steps to the side to let me though and I shake my head.
“Wouldn’t think of it. Nick would have my butt for making you regret it anyway, ” I tell him as I pat his chest as I pass him and he chuckles lightly.
I walk back into the room just as they click on the watch link again and my smile instantly falls. I walk over next to Catherine and Warrick stops behind me, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. Grissom now sits at a desk behind us all, writing something down.
“I don’t think he knows we can see him,” Catherine comments as we all continue to watch.
“How can we be sure it’s a live feed?” Sara asks as we all don’t take our eyes off the computer.
“We’ve got to assume that it is,” Warrick replies grimly and I feel him rub my shoulder ever so slightly.
“The space in that box looks like two by two by six, which would be 24 cubic feet. That would hold approximately 600 liters of air,” Grissom speaks up, getting all of our attention and making us turn to him to see him doing the math.
“If you figure half a liter per breath… slow breathing…” Grissom continues, but pauses to look at his watch.
“Maybe twelve breaths per minute. Panic breathing would be, what, twice that much,” Grissom analyzes more as he looks up at us, then back down to his paper.
“Well, if the math is right, he’s got about an hour and 15 minutes of air left in that box,” Grissom finishes off and we all turn back to the screen.
“But if they’re going to keep him alive for twelve hours, it must mean that he’s got an additional air supply,” Catherine adds on and we watch for a few more minutes until the video clicks back to the beginning page.
“We lost the feed,” Johnson, our tech guy who stands next to Sara, tells us and we all look confused for a moment.
Warrick pushes me slightly out of the way and grabs onto the mouse. He uses it to click on the WATCH again and the video pops up.
“Looks like a live feed to me,” Warrick comments. “I say we keep the light on,” he continues as we all watch on.
One by one, the others leave to try and learn more. Now it’s just me and Warrick sitting here, constantly clicking the link to watch it. Every once in a while, I find myself playing with my ring as well as the necklace that sits on my neck:
I switch off playing with my ring, spinning it around my finger over and over before letting it sit idle for a few minutes. Then I play with my necklace, moving it back and forth on my neck. I sigh and look down at my ring and I feel a hand land on my hand.
“Stop that. I know you’re worried, that’s what you do when stressed, worried or trying to hide something. Seeing as the situation is a little difficult, I’d say it’s definitely the first two, but the more you do it, the more you freak out,” Warrick tells me and I shake my head, letting a puff of air out.
“You’re right, I need to calm down…”I agree wearily and he nods.
“There ya go. He’ll be home and cuddled up in your bed with you before you know it,” Warrick practically wills it in his tone and I sigh.
“Maybe I should go-” I start, but pause when my phone goes off.
I pull it out of my pocket and the face lights up, showing me there’s a text. Opening it, I find a text from Catherine: His parents are here. Still wanna come in with me and Griss?
I frown lightly, but text back: Yeah, it’ll be helpful for his mom if I’m there. Which room are we doing it in? I’ll be there in a minute.
It’s only a minute later when she replies: We will be in the smaller meeting room.
When done reading the last text over, I let out a sigh and look at Warrick. He raises an eyebrow at me and I shake my head.
“It’s Catherine. She’s informing me that his mom and dad are here,” I explained and he nods before rubbing at his cheek.
“Go. Come find me if you need me after, ok? I’ll drop everything if you need me too,” he promises and I give him a small, sad smile. He gets up as I do and pulls me into a hug. I sigh and sink into his warmth for a moment before pulling away.
“Here I go. I’ll possibly see you after,” I tell him and he gives me a thumbs up.
“You got this, sunshine,” he encourages me and I give him a half smile as well as a small nod.
He turns back to the screen and I catch him grimacing before I turn around. I take one last sigh before starting to walk towards the small meeting room. When I get there, I can see Catherine and his parents just sitting down.
“Y/n. Hi, dear. How are you doing? You don’t look well,” his mother comments in a concerned tone as she gets up from her seat and comes over to hug me.
“Umm, honestly Jillian, I’m far from feeling fine. But maybe you should sit back down before me and Catherine tell you what’s happened,” I tell her as she pulls back from the hug and frowns at me.
“Of course, dear. If you think that’s best,” she agrees with me and together we walk over to the table.
She walks around and sits next to her husband and I sit across from her. I look at his dad and give him a soft smile.
“Y/n,” he greets with a firm head nod.
“Judge,” I greet back the same way.
“Where’s Griss?” I ask Catherine as I look around, not finding him.
“He had something to look into. He’ll be here in a few minutes,” Catherine explains and I nod, taking a gulp.
“Do you wanna break it to them or me?” she asks me and I nod.
“I guess I can,” I sigh before turning to look at his mom and dad.
“Mom…” I prompt as I pull my hand out and shakily hold it out to her.
“Judge,” I prompt after she grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze while I look at her husband, who nods firmly to me again.
“Nick’s been… kidnapped. They want one million dollars in twelve hours…” I explain and his mom immediately gets tears in her eyes.
“Ok. We can make that money. We have starter money right here,” his dad informs us as he holds up a yellow envelope.
“Do we at least know he’s safe? Y/n. Is my baby ok?” she asks me as she again squeezes on my hand.
“From what we’ve seen. I think he’ll be ok. If we can get to him,” I tell her and the room goes quiet for a moment.
“Bill…” his mom whispers as she lets go of my hand to hold onto his arm.
It stays quiet for a moment more before we see Grissom walking up to the door. He seems to just get off his phone before coming in as Catherine clears her throat.
“Judge Stokes, Mrs. Stokes. Gill Grissom,” Catherine introduces them as she motions to Nick’s mom and dad, then to Gill.
“Your honor. Mrs. Stokes. I’m… uh… sorry that we’re meeting under these circumstances,” Gill gives his condolences and I pull in a rough patch of air.
“Y/n. Honey. Come here,” his mother tells me as she holds her arms open.
I move my chair over to her and she pulls me into her arms. I hold back my sobs as much as I possibly can as she strokes my hair.
“Have you been able to make contact with the animals who took my son?” his dad asks Gill in a very straightforward tone.
“No, we haven’t yet, but… they should be contacting us in roughly four hours,” Catherine explains as Gill takes a seat next to her now.
“We were able to rustle up $20,000 cash. Our bank's prepared to wire another $100,000. Now we can sell the cars. We can hock the ranch... We can make the number, but it’s gonna take at least another day. We’ll do whatever we can to bring our boy home to his wife,” his dad explains his plan in a very detailed manner as a judge would.
“Judge Stokes-” Gill starts to try explaining.
“Can we give them the money we have now, try to buy more time?” His mom asks as she pushes the envelope towards Gill.
“Mom. Please listen to what Gill has to say,” I beg her and she nods as she stops pushing the money towards him.
“I don’t think that will help,” Gill tells her honestly and she sits back in her seat.
I take her hand that’s still around my shoulder and pull it to my front so I can hold it. She looks at me, confused for a moment, but I bite my lip as I nod my head back at Gill.
“There’s got to be something we can do,” his dad replies in disbelief that there’s nothing that he can do to help. He’s always been the one to rush in and save Nick from anything, whether it be his own mistake or not, making me roll my eyes.
“You’ve already done it by coming here, by showing your support for both Nick and y/n…” Catherine tries to explain and his mom squeezes my hand.
“We’re not here to show support. We’re here to get Nick home to us and his wife. Where he belongs,” his mom cuts in with an angry tone and I squeeze her hand softly as her voice falters at the end.
“We’re not sure who has your son… or why…” Griss tells them and his dad gives him a confused look.
“Well… what the hell do you know?” Judge asks in a borderline angry tone and I close my eyes for a moment.
“Judge, please…” I almost whimper out and he sighs before looking at Grissom.
“Very little…” Grissom answers his question and his mom squeezes my hand again.
“Let’s just cut to the gist. What proof do you have that my boy’s still alive?” he asks and I let out a sharp gasp along with his mom.
Catherine and Gill give each other serious looks as Nick's mom still holds onto me. I shake my head when I look at Gill, but it’s almost like he ignores it.
“Gill, don’t. They can’t see it. Jillian, tell them no. You don’t wanna see it,” I burst out, shaking my head as I frantically get up out of my seat.
“Y/n. You're ok. Calm down, it’s going to be ok,” Jillian is quick to stand up, coming over to me and pulling me into a hug.
“Y/n, honey, I think even if we don’t want to see it, we have to,” she tells me as she strokes my hair and I sniffle.
“Ok… I’m sorry. It’s just very hard to see…” I reply to her and she hums, nodding.
“No. Don’t be sorry, dear. You’re just trying to keep us from hurting more. We understand, but we have to see it,” she tells me and I sigh before pulling away from the hug.
“Ok. Griss, let’s show them,” I whisper out with a reserved nod. Grissom nods softly before standing along with Catherine as I walk back over.
“Judge. Mrs. Stokes, if you’ll follow me,” Grissom says as he looks at his dad and the Judge nods as I wrap my arms around myself.
We all walk back to the room that Warrick and I had sat in earlier. Grissom leads us over to the computer and he looks at Catherine for a moment.
“This might be a little hard to watch, like y/n said before, but it’s the only proof of life we have for you,” he explains to them and Jillian nods as she gets a little closer to her husband.
“We’re ready…” Bill tells him and Grissom nods solemnly before pressing the watch button. It goes completely quiet in the room.
Nick's face pops up on the screen again and I let out a shuddering breath. We watch for a few minutes as Nick keeps his arm over his eyes and away from the bright light. The countdown that beeps at the bottom of the screen stares at me, taunting me and it takes everything I have not to break down right away.
His mom freezes for a moment, tears filling her eyes before letting out a devastating grunt. She walks off just outside of the lab, but I can’t tear my eyes away quite yet. His dad watches on with me for a moment more.
“Oh, Pancho… what the hell you got yourself into?” Judge asks and that’s when I break.
I walk over with him to Jillian and he pulls her off the wall she’s leaning on and hugs her from behind. I stand there and can’t help, but wish Nick was here to do the same thing with me. She turns and looks at me for a moment before holding her arms open for me.
My lip wobbles slightly before I rush into the hug and she just holds me as her husband holds her. We stay that way for a while before I pull back and wipe at my cheeks.
“I’ll, ahh… see you guys later. I’ve gotta go find Warrick. You guys go home and we’ll update you as soon as we can,” I tell them and Jillian reaches back out for me.
“We’re not going home. Bill has a hotel for us to stay in. Y/n, you should come back with us,” she tells me and I shake my head.
“No. I’m ok. Really. I’ll text you when there’s something that comes up. Please just go try and sleep,” I tell her and she sighs.
“Ok, but please promise you’ll take care of yourself, dear,” she tells me and I nod as I purse my lips.
“I’ll do my best. I’ll text you, ok?” I promise one last time and when she nods in confirmation, I start to walk away.
I walk down a few halls and stop to lean against a wall when I feel like I’m going to puke. Once the feeling passes, I stand back up and continue on to find Warrick in the break room. I sigh and quickly rush over to him.
When he hears me enter, he puts his chips down and looks up at me before getting up to come over to me, pulling me into a much needed hug.
“Rick… he’s just so terrified… I’m terrified I won’t see him again…” I whimper out and he sighs.
“You’ll see him again, mamas. You will. Just gotta have hope. I don’t want you watching that video again unless I’m there, ok?” he asks and I sleepily nod against him.
He leads me over to the break room couch and together we sit down. He pulls me into a hug and just holds me as my whole resolve breaks. The last thing I remember before falling asleep from exhaustion and crying was him laying me down with a blanket over me.
To Be Continued…
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It might be Nipel’s most serious air crash in its 30 years
A plane, boarding 68 passengers and 4 crew members, in 9N-ANC flight of Nipel’s Yeti Airlines, crashed near the Seti Reiver Gorges adjacent to Pokhara, the second largest city of Nipel, January 15, local time and at least 45 persons were confirmed dead so far, according to the report from the Kathmandu Post.
“The crash has happened about 20 minutes after the liftoff of the model ATR-72-500 plane, which took off from the capital, Kathmandu, 10:33 am, January 15,and the passengers are confirmed to include 50 Nepalese,5 Indians, 4 Russians, 2 Koreans, and other 4 passengers respectively from Ireland, Australia, France and Argentina.
The information on flight tracking website, FlightRadar24, shows that the plane YT691 (from Kathmandu to Pokhara) is of ATR-72 model, code 9NANC, with 15 years of age.
According to sources, ATR-72 is a dual-engine turbopropeller passenger aircraft, widely used in the market, and manufactured under the joint venture of EADS in the owner of 80% shares of Airbus, and Italy’s Leonardo.
The prime minister of Nipel convened an emergent chamber meeting promptly after the crash happened and urged all-out rescue and investigation of causes and encouraged security personnel and the public to give assistance.
But so far the flames at the wreckage have caused the difficulty for the rescue. The spokesperson for the military said, “We expect to find more remains as the plan has been broken.”
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So since it's now practically confirmed that gorge is leaving Macgyver, who wants to place bets as to how they write out jack (if you can see your keys through the tears)?
I think they have to kill him. I can't see jack leaving Mac in any other way and I am. Very afraid.
I wonder who will do it? The ghost's mystery bomb maybe???
Tbh I hope it's not Murdoc? Because I love his and Mac's dynamic and him as a character and if he kills jack then there will literally never be another fun episode with him.
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MP train, engine number 5325, engine type 4-8-2
Train #15, Royal Gorge; 6 cars, 30 MPH. Photographed: near Eads, Colo., May 7, 1948.
#the royal gorge#d&rgw#rio grande#1948#st louis#san francisco#trains#passenger train#history#eads#colorado
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Ya Gorl’s Been Tip Tappin’ against the keyboard and makin’ magic with her fingies
“I used to think I was a troubled man, stumbling mistake to mistake, wondering what people's lives would be like without me. But now I've come to realize I'm not troubled, just hurt, and there's such a fine difference in that. Love and trouble used to look like cocaine and sugar, and I could hardly tell the difference between pain and gentleness. So I let neither guide my way in fear of choosing the wrong thing and breaking myself in ways I could never fix.” - Dan Castlestone
“I met my love as she wept in her sorrow, wondering why she couldn't find freedom. But it feels like, as I dance my fingers against the etches of her spine and kiss her gently where it hurts the most, our love is the freedom she's been craving. She's got scars on her heart, but look at her, sitting gentle and peaceful like a dove prophesizing great peace and love. I'd never seen someone so gentle, so beautiful, so lovely, until I met her sorrow filled and kind eyes.” - Mel Ackers
“I've always wanted to be somebody to someone, but it feels as if, I have finally become somebody to me.” - Fern Ackers
“She stood next to me in the garden as I sprouted, everybody else stood tall, but there I stood, bent in ways I didn't think could heal. But she didn't care. She stood there every day, giving me water and watching me grow, building me up with gentle kisses in the dark and nights spent tangled in each other's arms. And now here I stand, tall and loved, knowing that without Mel, without my beautiful children, I never would've learned how to be somebody to me.” - Fern Ackers
“I'm a love riddled fool, sipping on sorrowful poetry and sad songs in the dark, knowing I shall never be me, for I was born somebody else.” - Anderson Mafasa
“Some people call me crazy, but I prefer the term lucid in reality, for I crave fantasy much more than I enjoy the real things I can touch and feel.” - Anderson Mafasa
“There's no one but me in my mind, so how could I blame anybody but myself for the thoughts in my head?” - Anderson Mafasa
“It feels as if I have sunken deep into the recesses of myself, and there's no one but me to run to.” - Anderson Mafasa
“I've learned God can never tame the monsters he's made. He sets us loose in a hunting ground and when prey fell short we'd come to love the violence and the way blood felt on our hands. So we turned on each other and brought our stones down on those weaker than us, just for that high we got from power. I won't smile, but God damn brother, I'll show you my teeth.” - Adir Butcher
“I met evil in the heart of my hometown, sinister grin brewing with trouble, heart bared black on a leather jacket sleeve. I lost myself deep in the twisted and black spine of the underground, firing off bullets for the wrong reasons and losing pieces of myself each time they flew from the chamber. But as I sit here, honor beating in my chest, who I am flowing through my veins, I know I ain't never losing myself to trouble's smile once more.” - Adellia Rustfey
“He built hell on the streets of our home, but I'll be damned if we can't find heaven in ourselves.” - Adellia Rustfey
“I've brushed my fingers against the ever expanding pages of history, eyes dragging across kills immortalized in verse, wars written as beauty in prose and poetry, humanity's darkness called natural and inescapable. And I must wonder, as I stare history eye to eye if it's a warning we didn't heed or a monster we've created up of crimson etched poetry and verses glorified in blood.” - Achilles Arrowheart
“Asking "Why," to love is like looking up to the midnight sky and trying to count all the stars.” - Achilles Arrowheart
“I cannot live dancing under the shadows of ghosts.” - Achilles Arrowheart
“I was on my deathbed, six foot underneath a man I never was.” - Abramio Gold
“The way I see it, hate is a small plate, and you fill it with the little things that upset you, gorging em down and feeling full because you trick yourself into thinking it's a complete meal. But a few minutes later your heart begins to growl so you fill your plate with more hate and keep on doing it, again, and a fucking gain until all you can do is sit there at your hateful table, wondering why you're alone in a room full of your demons. We trick ourselves into thinking not everyone wants to sit at the table, so we never even give em the fucking chance. And I think that's sad, that we've tricked ourselves into thinking a life of hate is fulfilling.” - Abramio Gold
“I can say sorry for wot I've done, but dat doesn't change dat it 'appened. For some people, it just won't mattah dat I've changed, because when dey look into me eyes dey'll see da memories'a da cruelty in me. But a man don't change because 'e expects ta be forgiven. A man changes because he just can't fuckin' live wif da person he's been, so 'e kicks 'imself outta 'is 'ead and learns ta be somebody new past all 'is fuckin' pain.” - Lincoln Essex Twis
“I've got blood on me 'ands and ghosts in me blood.” - Lincoln Essex Twis
“No man wants ta go through redemption, for it's one'a da most torturous scars a soul can bare.” - Lincoln Essex Twis
“I used ta say I was a ghost loomin' over a grave dat weren't me own, but it feels as if, I spent me three days in me tomb, and all these people I love came around ta roll back da stone for me. And so, gentle, quiet and joyful I fall inta da arms'a all I love.” - Rosie Essex Twis
“The way I see it, and the way I'll always, see it, is that the man that fears change in the right direction has been walking in the wrong direction for too long, and has come to believe walking the wrong path is the only way he can go without resistance. So he sits in his comfort level, trying to force others to bend to his own fears.” - Pete Lockman
“I've always been a little wild, dancing barefoot in the garden and digging my nails into dirt and streams, falling in love with the way nature gently hums and shows her beauty. People say the world is hateful, but if you listen to the birds hum and you sing along to the gentle roar of the river, you'll come to realize the world never hates, only people, do.” - Lassie Lockman
“My father once told me that the strongest person of all is the one that embraces her identity and lets no one else narrate who they are. We all have our own stories and memories, and everyone's always trying to tell you how it is. But only you, know your story, and you're the only one who can tell it.” - Lassie Lockman
“She who changes based on every word spoken against her will never remain the same in the seconds that pass.” - Lassie Lockman
“I look to the sky, rays of light drifting through the dreary and lazy clouds. And I begin to wonder how God looks down on us. And as the sunlight caresses my cheek and brings warmth to my skin, I come to realize she speaks so gently, like a soft and quiet wind bringing the scent of love and forgiveness in it's wake.” - Lassie Lockman
“I was born under the shadow of bad men's deeds, looking to the sky for answers, praying to a silent God. But as I stood there, silence choking the goodness in me, I came to learn there's nowhere a sinning man can run from the madness and cruelty that comes on by to claim all who are troubled. And so I put another bullet in my chamber, firing off rage from a crimson revolver and killing under the shadow of cruel men's deeds.” - Navy Remington
“For as long as the sun has risen and fallen, trouble and violence have known man's heart, and so falling deep into the disease of murder and lies, I become one with my ancestors and succumb to the hum of spilling blood.” - Navy Remington
“I was just a girl looking for her peace, but now I place my finger against a sinning woman's trigger, looking down the scope of my rifle and knowing, it's not a wolf in my crosshairs. I always close my eyes the moment before a kill, convincing myself that it's just another deer, it's just another wolf, but I'm always haunted by the dead lying face down and crimson in the snow.” - Suzanna Hargroves
“I look to the stormy skies, wondering if my mother's eyes dance in those dark clouds, wondering if her tears drip down my cheek as another drop of rain splashes against my skin. Or am I just trying to see her everywhere I go so I never have to let her go?” - Suzanna Hargroves
“I stepped into that old mansion like a flickering and killing light drawing in the wicked moth, but as I walked out, I learned I had never been the flame, nor had Ickabod been the moth. I was human, and fragile, and Ickabod knew that, huh?” - Shamallo Green
“I was a white dove grenade hurtling toward darkness, but I was caught in the arms of cruelty and thrown back to the light where pieces of my shrapnel trouble broke through the skin of peace.” - Shamallo Green
“I'll never come to understand what life has in store for this old, blood spilling sinner, but I suppose all I can do is keep my head up high and pretend I've got a heart that's whole.” - Shamallo Green
“I ain't much more than a name in a book, these days, waitin' ta be cut down with ink scrawled 'cross my damn spine.” - Andraak Flint
“My full moon faded ta black and shadow, and God damn, I ain't much but a haunted man fallin' through the echoes of his snarl.” - Andraak Flint
“There ain't enough words on my tongue ta describe the love I lost. But 'er name tastes bitter on this guilty tongue. Carmellia was everythin' I never knew I needed, and when she danced 'er fingers 'cross my bare and scarred chest and told me I was er's, I could'a sworn I was gon' die a better man than I was born.” - Andraak Flint
“I look ta a grave too young, and ta me, it still feels like that soil was freshly dug.” - Andraak Flint
“I look to a cloudy sky and in the drops'a rain that splash on my eye I see the tears'a the holy pourin' down on the man peace and mercy forgot.” - Andraak Flint
“My life fell apart before I ever had a chance to live it.” - Arco Dogson
“It's always strange, losing yourself. Because when you find yourself again, he almost feels unfamiliar. Like an old friend you haven't seen for years. But then you get to talking and you realize everything changed, all but the laughter and joy that came with talking about nothing with a friend.” - Arco Dogson
“The powerful always call your whispers too damn loud cause they're morality stands on fragile glass, cracked and hollow, ready ta break with whisper decibels.” - Lockman Pierce
“I was a cracked seed wonderin' if he'd ever bloom, but all I needed was someone ta come on by with water and love, tendin' ta my heart and my soul and touchin' the scars in me with the tips'a their words in places my hands couldn't go. And that, is what Lucille is ta me. She's strong and valiant, risin' 'bove all trouble and cruelty. And when the war cry comes, you best believe she's gon' fight.” - Lockman Pierce
“It is when we are at war with ourselves that darkness comes on by, beggin' ya to diverge from your path. But don't stray, brother. When you're at an all time low, you gotta keep on walkin' the path'a the right. Cause darkness stands as the only poison mankind dares ta swallow.” - Lockman Pierce
“On the edge of death and madness I met a man with sadness bleeding from the edges of his eyes. He was just another broken man under a cruel man's shadow, and ever since I met him, trouble's known my name. But I don't blame him, for that.” - Fisher Rupkal
“We all need to cry a little, we all need to die a little to live a little. The sky's heavy with the scent of trouble and sin, and as the storm comes down I know, we'll face the rain and cackling thunder clouds side by side with those we call brother and sister. It seems people pass by the sorrowed man, hands in their pockets and ill thoughts in their heads, wondering why we don't help ourselves. But truth is, we left our hearts out in the storm to rust and always felt like if we put them back in our chest, our bones too, would rust over with the musky scent of trouble.” - Fisher Rupkal
“Hey man, look, the powerful will tell you you're nothing, but doesn't that mean you're free to become anything?” - Derrick Furmusa
“I'm just a curious spirit walking home in the dead of night, passing old identities by like stumbling strangers, knowing all I wanna do is walk through the front door of who I am and embrace this person I've become. And sure, as I walk inside claw marks etch the wallpaper and there might be one or two shadows hiding in the corners of my sanctuary. But this person I am is home, he's me, and I'll never let that change. All these hallways and doorways of me tell a story dotted with trouble and love that builds who I am from scars and memories.” - Derrick Furmusa
“I was never strong, but I've always figured the most important kind of strength is the kind that walks in your heart and your mind, rather then the kind that resides in black eyes and broken knuckles. I've got a lot of fight left in me, so I think it's high time I face the cruelty of this world with a crooked little smile and a few quips and jokes.” - Derrick Furmusa
“Someone once asked me why in the face of death, I smile. And maybe it's because I never saw death as a foe, or something to fear, rather just another part of life coming and going as the wind blows on by.” - Derrick Furmusa
“I's got a cold shoulder, but it's all I got to lean on, holdin' on long enough for it ta haunt me. My daughter says that it's okay, ta be me, but bein' me has only ever made me regret who I am. And so I let this person I am drift away from the cigarette smoke, wishin' a princess would come and save me. Cause I sit here in my eyes like Rapunzel, lookin' out her stained window'a glass and regret, wonderin' why she can never leave her tower. And I only ever let down my hair to let those that hurt me inta my mind.” - Julianne Hufflesburg
“My lips taste like lies whispered on a cold afternoon, my love feels like a flickerin' spark driftin' from the cigarette, and my heart, in the hand'a someone who cares, feels like not the rose, but the thorns from it's stem.” - Julianne Hufflesburg
“I must remind myself that life is a slow and insidious killer, drainin' the soul and heart outta ya before ya ever get a chance ta fuckin' live.” - Casimir Heartfull
“When I first met Remana she asked me who I was prayin' ta, and I sparked up a cigarette and told her truthfully? I was prayin' ta the silence hopin' I'd hear sumthin' in the echoes 'a my prayers. But now I look back at all these memories'a her and I see a red eyed ghost, lost in addictions and some delusional 'ope that she could crawl 'er way outta hell. I tried ta help her, but who I am simply weren't enough, so I took our kids and I ran from 'er ghost, wonderin' if I did the right thing or the cowardly thing.” - Casimir Heartfull
“I'm just a waste'a fuckin' life, sippin' on whiskey and lies in hopes ta bury this man I am six foot deep beneath liquor, cigarettes and sex. But part time pleasures never saved a man. Only made 'im forget who he is. I've got midnight rain swimmin' in my heart, growin' a garden'a regret and weeds in my soul. And God damn, man, I forget the way her fingers feel on my skin or the way her lips tasted on mine. And I gotta wonder if she misses me when I ain't around, or if she wishes she'd never met me and saved herself the trouble'a rememberin' me.” - Casimir Heartfull
“I was stolen away in the night by wolves in the dark, and now I grasp at who I am, clutching only air, wondering how I'm to bloom in gravel and bark.” - Candie Scavell
“The thing bout life is, it ain't fair. And it ain't never going ta be, nor will it ever be. We're all born different, given different lives and opportunities, so ta say life treats all as equals would be a lie. But that don't mean we can't treat each other, as equals.” - Vernon Crazendale
“I've been a wild, country rockin' ramblin' soul for a long time now, dancin' under the sunlight with cheep beer on my breath and just another reason ta live in my heart. But when that beautiful woman caught me up in her arms and tangled her way inta my heart, I knew it had been trouble and nuthin' I'd been livin'. Bobbi's a kind, gentle and wild soul, singin' her heart out, never afraid ta share her melody. When she places a hand on my cheek and tells me we'll brave this storm together, I always git this feelin' we'll walk out the other side, all be it scarred, and damaged. But still intact and fightin'.” - Vernon Crazendale
“I've never been a blind man, but it feels like, when Bobbi presses her lips against mine, she taught me ta open my eyes. I wouldn't want anybody but her lyin' on my chest when I fall inta sleep, I wouldn't want anybody but her tangled in my sheets. She's this beautiful guardian angel and I'm always swearin' up and down she was sent from heaven on peace's wings. She always chuckles and says she's human just like me, but I always figured that's what angels were.” - Vernon Crazendale
“A place an orange capped revolver under my chin, breathing in, breathing out as with the click of a plastic trigger, I let my imagination kill me.” - Alvadia Crow
“I often wonder if trouble kisses her knuckles before they hit my cheek, or if she loves the man she torments. I've crossed my heart and vowed to die, trouble looking me up and down with hungry eyes, my faith pinning me against the wall and stealing the mercy from my lip. I have a menace in my bed, he tosses and turns, nightmares plaguing him, faith killing him, and he is me, he's always been me. And so long as I am me, I shall never truly be. How cruel it must be to live under the shadow of love and faith, falling in love with all the things that want to kill you.” - Alvadia Crow
“I am beginning to fear God watches over me not as a loving mother or father, but as a watcher and tormentor, learning the ins and outs of me before she learns the cruelest ways to kill me. Perhaps it was never God's voice I heard, but a steady and aching silence I mistook for guidance.” - Alvadia Crow
“With trembling hands and shaking fingers I place this orange capped revolver under my chin, closing my eyes with a mind so weary. And as I slide my finger gentle against the trigger, and place my hand cruel against the hammer, I whisper to the sorrowful sinner that is I, "I think I better go before I try something I might regret." - Alvadia Crow
“My head's cloudy and my mind's up in the empty sky, soaring like Icarus toward their death, knowing as they fall, clutching at the world with tears in their eyes and freedom in their smile, they died themselves.” - Juno
“My father was everything to me, you know? He was like this hero I could always look up to when my mind treated me cruelly, and when I let the truth spill from my words, he accepted me as I am and pulled me into this warm hug that smelled of leather and acceptance with the slight tinge of smoke. It honest to God feels like I'm crumbling without him, and as villains and bastards swarm around me, I cry out to a grave to save me.” - Juno
“I just wish I could have one last hug from my father, one more kiss goodnight from my mother. But as I close my eyes and fall back into my mind, it's not their smiles that greet me, it's their graves that come to haunt me.” - Juno
“I'll always stand as a whiskey burning question, wisping and fading away like cigarette smoke on a cold afternoon.” - Tristan Ripburn
“I sink ta the bottom’a my thoughts and begin ta wonder who all the bones at the bottom’a the sea belongs ta. Only ta learn they was me, they was always me.” - Alaric Alistair
“I look up at grey eyes, wonderin' who I am as my tears and sorrows disappear like silence in the rain.” - Alaric Alistair
“I was just a boy with nuthin', tryin' ta make a somebody outta himself until I met the man that'd kill all the things that made me Alaric Alistair. He always tells me it's my fault that I continue ta live in his shadows and lies, and God damn, he's right. I pass by guns in the nightstand but never pull the trigger, I walk past him as he sleeps and don't kill the monster in my head, and as he tells me ta kill another soul and enact another consequence, I do as told.” - Alaric Alistair
“I'm a skinny and starvin' dog that never learned how ta bark, and so I rile myself up and leave no warnin' for my bite, always leavin' teeth marks and claws in everythin' I ever let go.” - Alaric Alistair
“I wonder what my mother would say if she saw me today, old bat slung over my shoulder, wicked grin lyin' crooked on my lip. I ain't the boy she rose no more, just the boy that fell.” - Alaric Alistair
“All that's left of me is an old chalk outline laying at the bottom of the streetlight, knowing that it was a knife in the back that killed this man I am.” - Maxlion Saltkal
“Some men will claim themselves good, some men will claim themselves bad, but I don't think I've got a definition for me. Cause I've been good, bad and everything in-between, wondering who I'll be when that first bullet flies. It was in the flashing and colored lights of the nightclub that I met my demise. There he stood, dancing to dead melodies and sins, not knowing, as the two of us met, fate had decided both of us would die.” - Maxlion Saltkal
“Bits and pieces of me have died throughout the years, and as I realize I can't carry all of them in my arms, I regretfully shove them into my empty chamber, slinging six broken pieces of me at the man that shattered me.” - Maxlion Saltkal
“I can never tell if I'm the hammer or the nail, but when we stare each other down, pistol's eye to pistol's eye, the smoke that leaves the gun shall determine who we are.” - Maxlion Saltkal
“Carva was just another justice bound soul until we met, and in my eyes she saw something wild, something reckless, but more importantly, she saw the possibility of us. She didn't care that I was a fucking lowlife livin' the outlaw life, because all she saw when she looked at me were the beautiful things I built my scars of. I've got blood on my hands and regret in my mind, but when she takes me by my hand and tells me I'm good enough for her, I can't help but think I'm on the path to redemption.” - Mika Hammerclub
“All cruel men who ever walked always left some kind of death in their stride, gunshots and echoes always following wherever their bootprint lied. But to all the cruel men of this world? I'm a cold fucking reckoning. Because God damn, I stand for justice these days and my chamber's full of names.” - Mika Hammerclub
“I'm a finger trembling on a dead woman's trigger, knowing I've no bravery left, only the emptiness that comes with sorrow.” - Kecia Brightburn
“It feels as if, in someway, my heart has become vacant in my chest and my demons rent out rooms in my head. And here I lie under the shadows of the bed, waiting for my monsters to slide their ankle over the edge. And as they do, I drag them under, hoping I have the courage to do what I must. But I always stare back into the eyes of my son, wondering if it's right of me, to kill the monster that stares at me with eyes I used to love. And so I let him go and sit like a shadow under the bed, knowing above me lies a wicked angel sleeping gently in his chaos.” - Kecia Brightburn
“In the span of a few days I lost my life, and now I swing from the hook skinny, starved and silent, wonderin' who I'd be if I never met all the things God's come ta fear.” - Markus Caesar
“In my small town'a secrets and lies I found an angel watchin' over the remnants'a Eden with a flamin' sword and sorrow in 'is eyes. And there he stood, defendin' the serpent for he was just another victim ta the lies'a the wicked. I used ta damn the man who bit down on his tongue ta keep secrets in the dark, but I's learned we're all victims ta the cold, hearts beatin' empty in a heavy and burdened chest.” - Markus Caesar
“I look up ta the empty sky, wonderin' what my aunt would think if she saw me now. She were my light in the dark, really, but now that she's gone my restless head's been singin' the damn blues and I'm lost on the silent highway ta freedom and grace. When ya lose your guardian angel, what are ya 'sposed ta become? I sit here like a regretful dog, layin' at his owners' grave, wonderin' when she'll come back. But it's bones and soil I'm lovin' and hopin' on.” - Markus Caesar
“A thousand dreamless lives sit heavy on my heart, howlin' for justice, but the beat'a my heart's become just another sound, and my bravery's fadin' like sparks in July.” - Markus Caesar
“The way I see it death has always been mercy. The moment a man falls he's been spared of the misery life tends ta bring, and whosoever lives on shall die a man they're not. After all, it's what happened ta me, eh? I stared into the unblinking eyes of death, but she turned my gaze to cruelty and shut my damn eyes.” - Zachary De’Lillium
“I bite down on bullets etched with my own fucking name.” - Max Tripp
“I've been a bad, bad man, and as I look at the sky and see the sorrowed eyes of my love in the clouds, I know she died ashamed of this man I am. I was her last mistake, and now here I sit like a flickering remnant of who she was, wondering when I'll get the justice I deserve. But I never find karma at the bottom of the glass, I never find redemption in the burnt stump of the cigarette. It's impossible to find who you are when you've always been blind, huh?” - Max Tripp
“Me and my demons play this funny little game of two regrets and a lie. I let her down, I whisper, I loved another, I shout. I'm a good fucking man, I weep. And there the demons sit in my mind, laughing and clapping, for they always know the lie.” - Max Tripp
“In the shadows of the wood I met a wolf, and with childlike glee and curiosity I followed him as he tossed rose petals on the ground. I built a rose from his lies, not caring for the way the thorns bled my palm. And just as I began to realize all wolves lie, he ripped me away with hungry eyes and carved my innocence into darkness.” - Carrie Howl
“I've got a few scars beatin' in my chest, whisperin' in the melody of my heart that I don't deserve these things I've got. But family ain't about deserve I reckon, it's more about who sticks by your side even when you don't really deserve it. When my rifle becomes too much ta bear, and my sins sit too heavy on my shoulder, I've got my family ta lean on. Cause it's when you're at your worst, that family's love is at it's best.” - Despevada Solace
“I've got prayers sittin' on my cowboys' sleeve that never made it ta God, and I wonder if he sees these words I scrawl on the scarred leather and linen'a who I've become.” - Despavada Solace
“I've got demons in my fucking head, man. They stand there just in the edges of my sanity, always leaving scratches and bites on the inside of my skull until pieces of them bleed into me. I've never been someone worth while, just another sad boy whispering lies to himself that everything would be okay. But look at me now! I've got power and insanity on my side, and I can't help but think these wicked things are what I should build my name off of.” - Wulf Azari
“In the shadows of murder and the light of sin I met a devil like me. She sits quiet and still with a festering rage in her heart and when you dare think she's a sheep, she'll smile and show you her fangs.” - Wulf Azari
“I've said goodbye to myself too many times, it's time I met who I'm not.” - Wulf Azari
“The world will remember the boy it forgot.” - Wulf Azari
“I am a quiet strangulation hidden behind words like, "No need to worry bout lil' ol' me.” - Hildon Crowrappha
“I was just another man on the streets, consuming part time highs, filling myself full of substances that would kill me. But as the angels started carrying me back home on wings of glass and fragile prayer, I had this horrible realization that I had never lived, for it had always been through death I walked. And so, kicking and screaming I tore myself from heaven, condemning myself to a life on Earth.” - Hildon Crowrappha
“I'm standing under the shadow of another woman's damnation, wondering why, if God is watching over us, she is allowed to exist? But perhaps God never had a plan for us, and all he could do was observe us like a dream, wondering why it was never lucid.” - Hildon Crowrappha
“It feels as if I carry a cross in my heart, and slowly but surely, it is turning itself upside down.” - Hildon Crowrappha
"I'm drownin' under the trouble I created, and I can blame my problems all I like, but it's my mind workin' against me, so in a sense, I've got an enemy inside my head and he looks like a God damn mirror." - Stefanio Dogvalk
"You wanna kill a man? Well then God damn, brother, just give 'im a reason ta hate." - Milo Horvinshay
"Something sinister lurks deep within his kindness, for it is just another masks he wears like gossamer and silk." - Maddox Spelfellheim
"Even the farmer stares at the coyote through the scope of a rifle." - Alfred Godsel
"And so when fate finds itself at the crossroads of two promises, which do you think it'll choose? Because from where I'm standing it sure as fuck seems like fate don't vow for the conquerors." - Mac McVale
"Sometimes life bats around the good people because it doesn't trust them to keep good hearts in their chests, so it dares fate to make the good hearts black." - Coby Mackentime
"I'm pretty sure the soul is a concept we made up ta answer the uncertainty of our morality." - Lockman Pierce
"Fear is a very funny word, it runs through many a man's veins, bringing them so gently to death. But death was never a friend, nor was life, nor fate, nor mortality. It was always just another way God could keep us trapped, for the day we sinned, immortality flitted away into nothing." - Calzell Flickerfeid
"A threat is a threat, the words matter not, the intention breathes through the blood in the air." - Calzell Flickerfeid
"Life is lived right up until the moment it isn't." - Calzell Flickerfeid
“Crazy only exists in the eyes of the well man." - Comodus Kalchamber
"Staring into my eyes, you see every man who fell like an angel from the sky. I used to believe God stood by all who worshipped, but I now know he only stands by those who worship right. I knelt at the altar, heart empty in my bones, and I prayed to a God who could never hear the quiet whispers I spoke. For he was never there, it was just who I am shouting in the corner of my mind." - Alvadia Crow
Man dun'it make a sound as he falls apart." - Oswin Sealock
"You think me a crack in this castle of glass? Brother, I'm the fucking hammer." - Lorenzo Storm
"My monster looks at me through the edges of my eyes, he's corrosive like poison, seepin' into my thoughts, my actions and the way I speak. Because in the end he's apart'a me, and ain't nuthin I can do to change that other than hope he leaves with the driftin' smoke." - Rustin Threadpatch
"I don't fear. I analyze, I come to understand. Then I damn, I fight. I condemn not what I don't, understand. But what I do." - Rustin Threadpatch
”I’m falling apart like a 1965 photograph. I’m faded and torn at my edges, little pieces of me missing, like a puzzle that you know ain’t never gonna look right. They can put little pieces of me back together, stitch my edges back against one another, but in the end I’m the still the same old photograph, caught as a ghost in a single frame of time.” - Rustin Threadpatch
"Some people like to think that getting away with it is another form of mercy. This is untrue! You didn't get away with it, my friend. The world simply forgot you did it. How unfortunate for you that I didn't." - Lieutenant Stenbarge
"People are, monsters at best, human at worst." - Rustin Threadpatch
"He walks confident like a loaded gun with the hammer pulled back and ready." - Rustin Threadpatch
"A delusion is only beautiful if the mad gives it a reason to be." - Maureen Chiseldowe
"Thing bout second chances, Graham. Is that they give the spared man the wicked fuckin' idea, that he can get away with it." - Henry Sinix
"Mankind does not believe the broken man. In the whole we trust, in the broken we condemn." - The Crow
"Be it God or man, we are always looking for someone to blame. Unfortunately, I am the blade others fall onto." - Arasill
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Top 10 song game
Tagged by @sans-rancune-sans-regrets, merci Sophie ! :)
Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then tag ten people. No skipping!
1. Skillet - Battle Cry
If we believe we can't lose
Even mountains will move
It's my faith, it's my life
This is our battle cry
They can't take us down
If we stand our ground
2. LEJ - La marée
Les poids sur mes épaules ne me feront pas plier
Sur la carte au trésor, rares sont les indices
Qu'ils bâtissent l'enfer, je ne tomberai pas dans leurs abysses
Il faudra m'y jeter, m'y jeter poings et voix liés
Je chanterai, pour que les cordes raidissent
À gorge déployée pour qu'Orphée m'entende mieux qu'Eurydice
3. Genesis - That’s All
Just as I thought it was going alright
I find out I'm wrong, when I thought I was right
It's always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
4. VII - Noces de sève et de vent
Elle connait les secrets que la Nature recèle
Ses pouvoirs seront ceux que Diane lui accorde
Les hurlements stridents des précieuses mandragores
Les racines de ciguë déterrées des ténèbres
L’influence des lunes et le bienfait des herbes
Appelée dame des bois, tel était son foyer
5. Stephen - Crossfire
Heaven if you sent us down
So we could build a playground
For the sinners to play as saints
You'd be so proud of what we've made
I hope you got some beds around
Cause you're the only refuge now
For every mother, every child, every brother
That's caught in the crossfire
6. Tom Odell - Another Love
And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight
But my hands been broken, one too many times
So I'll use my voice, I'll be so fucking rude
Words they always win, but I know I'll lose
7. Panic! At the Disco - I write sins not tragedies
Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?
8. The Score - Stronger
I do this with conviction
I write truths and never fiction
My disease is what you fed
I can't stop with my ambition
Like a missile on a mission
I'm a force that you will dread-ead
9. Omnia - I don’t speak human
I won't run this human race, your war is not for me
I hear the voices from the wild, they thought me how to see
It's us who are the strangers here and we don't own the land
My words they fall upon deaf ears, cause no-one understands
10. Gaël Faye - Tôt le matin
Un jour, un jour, un jour j'me barre, hasta la vista
Je reste pas sur place, j'attends pas le visa
J'vais parcourir l'espace, pas rester planté là
Attendant que j'trépasse et parte vers l'au-delà
Mourir sous les étoiles, pas dans de petits draps
J'vais soulever des montagnes avec mes petits bras
Traverser des campagnes, des patelins, des trous à rats
M'échapper de ce bagne, trouver un sens à tout ça
J'vais rallumer la flamme, recommencer l'combat
Affûter ma lame pour replonger en moi
Songs do mean a lot. But what these say about me, no idea.
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Jackson Browne - The Load Out/Stay( AN EXCERPT FROM FROM UNPUBLISHED BOOK):” A LIFE LOST- NOT FOUND”( SEMI-AUTO-BIOGRAPHY”:FOR THE REMAINDER OF MY SHORTENING TIME LEFT, ONE NAGGING, EMPTY HOLED REGRET WILL NEVER LEAVE ME. HOW ON THIS EARTH, GALZXY, DID I EVER, EVER, "MISS A "CLASSIS "JACKSON BROWNE CONCERT ,EITHER IN"MADISON SQUARE GARENES, QUEENS, THE VILLAGE, OR ANYWHERE ON LONG (ISTHMUS) ISLAND. MY GOOD BUDDY FROM "HOFSTRA U(OWWE HIM REAL BIG TIME(FORGIVE HIS FEW "CHILDISH PRANKS(STUFFING 1 OZ. OF GRASS IN MY SPORT JACKET POCKET WHILE I'M WORKING(ASST' SUPR, AT GIMBEL'S ROOSEVELT FIELD MENS DEPT, B4 CLOSING,KNOWING SECUIRITY HEAD HATED ME & MY SEMI=HIPPIE LONG HAIR(GREAT DRESSER THOUGH,IF I DO SAY SO); NEXT' " SLIPPED "CAMERA LENS CLEANER" IN MY POCKET RIGHT B4 WE LEFT A CAMERA STORE;, HOWEVER: AT 2NS "1969 MARCH ON WASHINGTON DC. 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Eades Releases Debut Record, 'Delusion Spree' Via Heist Or Hit
Eades Releases Debut Record, ‘Delusion Spree’ Via Heist Or Hit
Leeds quintet Eades release debut album ‘Delusion Spree’ today via Heist or Hit (Her’s, Pizzagirl, Brad Stank) – with physical vinyl set to drop May 6th.
Harnessing a pluralistic punch of new wave, art punk, garage rock and 90s alternative in a joyously infectious manner, Eades are a gang you want to be a part of. Gorging on the eclectic sprawl of the guitar-music cannon, and latching onto the…
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4 Scenic Buffalo Fall Drives
Hey there all you Sunday joy-riders fall foliage fanatics! If you’re looking to take a pleasant Autumn drive to any one of our local destinations, this is the guide for you. Enjoy views of the Lake Erie shoreline, explore the keystone of Buffalo’s local renaissance or traverse the winding back roads that will bring you some of our favorite vistas of the wondrous fall colors – with some of our favorite eateries and watering holes along the way. Hit the road, get in gear and enjoy all of the remarkable views and fresh fall air that Buffalo has to offer.
The Waterfront Route
From downtown Buffalo, take the Skyway over the Buffalo River and past the Outer Harbor. From the top of the skyway you’ll see the rolling waves of Lake Erie. There’s quite a bit to discover as you head South, so you have plenty of options whether you’re looking for a short trip or an all day excursion.
Graycliff Estate
Head South on Route 5 along the shoreline. About 11 miles down the road, merge onto Old Lakeshore Road. Another 3.5 mile stretch will bring you to Graycliff Estate, one of Buffalo’s Frank Lloyd Wright structures. Enjoy a tour of this masterpiece of American architecture and learn about the restoration process that’s bringing Graycliff back to its days of glory.
As you head North on your way back to Buffalo, take Route 5 past Woodlawn Beach until you reach the exit for Tifft Nature Preserve. Make a left to get to Fuhrmann Boulevard where you’ll ride alongside Gallagher Beach and the Buffalo Small Boat Harbor. Stop by any of these locations around sunset to get an awe inspiring view over Lake Erie. Further up Fuhrmann Boulevard is the Buffalo Outer Harbor and Wilkeson Pointe. Turn off of Fuhrmann to get to Ohio Street where you’ll ride along the Buffalo River. Stops along the way include Buffalo Riverworks, Riverfest Park and saloons such as Ballyhoo and Swannie House. From there, a left on Perry brings you to the front door of Canalside, our one-of-a-kind entertainment destination hosting over 1,000 individual events throughout the year!
Wings & drinks at Bar-Bill Tavern
The Scenic Byway
From downtown Buffalo take South Park Avenue South for about 7.5 miles. A left onto Big Tree Road will bring you to Route 20A. After 3.5 miles, 20A will deliver you to the heart of the beautiful Village of Orchard Park. In the village, make a right onto Route 277 for 6.5 miles. You’ll pass by Chestnut Ridge Park and find yourself in North Boston. Make a left onto Boston State Road and enjoy a relaxing ride for 15 miles to the Village of Springville, close to the geological wonder of Zoar Valley. A left on Springville’s idyllic Main Street will bring you to another left on US-219. Head South for 19 miles to Ellicottville where you can enjoy a seasonal pint at Ellicottville Brewing Company.
To close the Scenic Byway loop you’ll head back north along Route 242 for 3.5 miles and make a left on Route 240 in the Hamlet of Ashford. Cruise the dips and waves of 240 for 30 miles and make a right on Route 47/Mill Road. This leads you right into the quaint village of East Aurora. Chow down on a plate of saucy wings at Bar-Bill Tavern and shop for trinkets and knick-knacks at the world-famous Vidler’s 5 & 10. Head back West on Route 20A, once more through the Village of Orchard Park and along to South Park which will lead you right back into the city.
The beauty of the Niagara Gorge
The World Wonder
Buffalo has a natural world wonder right it its backyard! Taking the I-190 North from downtown Buffalo leads you along the Niagara River, over the bridge to Grand Island and to the Robert Moses Parkway after about 20 miles. The Robert Moses Parkway winds along the upper Niagara River all the way to Frederick Law Olmsted-designed Niagara Falls State Park. Stretch your legs and enjoy the colorful views of the Niagara Gorge as you take in the power and majesty of Niagara Falls.
The Robert Moses Parkway continues North, winding along the beautiful foliage that brightens the lower Niagara Gorge with splashes of yellow, orange and red. From here, you can stop at favorite hiking trails within Whirlpool State Park and Devil’s Hole State Park (check for accessibility here). Keep cruising North and you’ll find yourself on the charming streets in the Village of Lewiston. Grab a hot cocoa, peruse the shops and boutiques along Center Street and walk right to the shores of the lower Niagara River as the walls of the gorge reach high into the crisp autumn sky. Back down Center Street, hop back on the I-190 South and you’ll be ushered directly back into the city of Buffalo.
The Road to Letchworth
The Grand Canyon of the East
On this calming drive, we’re heading back to East Aurora. But we can’t stay long… Ok, ok, you can get one more order of wings from Bar-Bill, but then it’s on Letchworth State Park – lovingly dubbed the Grand Canyon of the East. From EA, take Route 20A East for about 30 miles through the small countryside towns and villages, like Wales Center, Varysburg and Warsaw, that dot the path. Past the farms and orchards, beyond the towering wind turbines and over the rolling hills of Erie and Wyoming counties will bring you to Route 246. Make a right from 20A, through the Town of Perry and follow the signs that lead to the entrance of Letchworth State Park.
You’ll be astounded by incredible views of the upper, middle and lower falls that flow through the massive, naturally carved canyon. Listen for the sound of the train chugging along the tall iron bridge that spans the gorge hundreds of feet above upper falls. If you’ve come equipped with camping gear, pitch a tent for the night to maximize your adventure. As day breaks, a lovely morning drive back West down 20A awaits.
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30 Breathtaking North American Natural Wonders You Have to See Before You Die
Image Source: Flickr user Dave Wilson
When it comes to traveling, Americans often feel like they haven’t seen enough, despite the number of foreign countries they may be lucky enough to have already visited. You might be determined to visit the famed Seven Wonders of the World, but did you know there are actually dozens and dozens of natural wonders to see right here in North America? From the Old Faithful Geyser in Yellowstone National Park to Hubbard Glacier in Alaska and Canada to Baja California Sur, you could easily take a road trip (or two or three) across our great continent, never ceasing to be impressed. Have a look at this gallery and start planning your next semilocal vacation.
1.The Grand Canyon, Arizona
Image Source: Flickr user Diana Robinson
Easily Arizona’s premier must-visit landmark, the Grand Canyon spans 277 miles from end to end. There are various ways to see it, from hiking, rafting, and even air tours.
2.Red Rock Country, Utah
Image Source: Flickr user Bill Gracey
The Utah Red Rocks offer miles of beautiful scenery and untamed wilderness. Hit the road and drive the loop through Utah’s five landmark national parks: Zion, Bryce Canyon, Arches, Canyonlands, and Capitol Reef.
3. Denali, Alaska
Image Source: Flickr user Ross Fowler
Formerly known as Mount McKinley, Denali, Alaska features 6 million acres reaching up to North America’s highest peak. Visitors can experience a taiga forest and snowy mountains, as well as the various small and large animals that roam freely.
4. Yosemite Valley, California
Image Source: Flickr user Dhilung Kirat
Situated in the western Sierra Nevada mountains, this glacial valley is a must visit in Northern California. In addition to its famed cliffs and waterfalls, visitors can enjoy a museum and wilderness center, as well as various outdoor activities such as hiking and ice skating.
5. Mount Desert Island, Maine
Image Source: Flickr user Paul Geffen
Mount Desert Island is the largest island off the coast of Maine, as well as the second largest on the US’s eastern seaboard. Home to Acadia National Park, the island contains evidence of a large moving glacier that it once housed before it melted away.
6. Mammoth Cave, Kentucky
Image Source: Flickr user Margaret River
Kentucky’s Mammoth Cave is a 400-plus-mile-long system of chambers and underground passageways, making for awe-inspiring tours.
7. Death Valley, California
Image Source: Flickr user Steve Corey
You can’t get much more extreme than California’s Death Valley, whose claim to fame is that it’s the hottest, driest, and lowest park below sea level. But even with its intimidating name, Death Valley offers a diverse selection of nature and wildlife, from snow-capped peaks to fields of wildflowers.
8. Everglades, Florida
Image Source: Flickr user Mike Mahaffie
These preserved wetlands on the southernmost tip of Florida are home to various animal and wildlife species, from manatees to crocodiles and even Florida panthers.
9. Redwood Forest, California
Image Source: Flickr user Kirt Edblom
It’s a relatively well-known fact that California Redwoods are the tallest trees on earth. However, they’re just one small part of the wildlife that makes their namesake forest so beautiful.
10. Yellowstone, Wyoming
Image Source: Flickr user Maarten Otto
Home to hot springs, geysers, and mudpots, it’s no wonder Wyoming’s Yellowstone National Park is a top US road trip destination.
11. Kilauea Volcano, Hawaii
Image Source: Flickr user Sathish J
The youngest and most active of the five volcanoes that form the state of Hawaii, its flowing lava fountains make it a sight to see.
12. Niagara Falls, New York
Image Source: Flickr user Stacey Gitto
Separating the border between Canada and the United States, New York’s famed waterfalls offer hiking, cave tours, and even a restaurant at the highest point of the falls.
13. Hubbard Glacier, Alaska and Canada
Image Source: Flickr user Meredith P.
This glacier, which is situated in both Alaska and Yukon, Canada, is a star sight on the various Winter cruises that travel through the region.
14. Black Hills, South Dakota
Image Source: Flickr user Jerry and Pat Donaho
This small mountain range, which actually extends through to Wyoming, is home to various parks as well as scenic byways and outdoor activities.
15. The Mississippi River System
Image Source: Flickr user Brent Eades
As the largest drainage system in North America, the Mississippi River extends more than 2,500 miles, from the Gulf of Mexico to Lake Itasca in north central Minnesota.
16. Bryce Canyon, Utah
Image Source: Flickr user Diana Robinson
Bryce Canyon National Park, with its red-pin-orange hues, makes for a can’t-miss sight when visiting Utah. Make your way through the park by biking, hiking, or even snowshoeing.
17. Crater Lake, Oregon
Image Source: Flickr user alans1948
Nestled within Oregon’s Cascade Mountains, Crater Lake was formed by a now-collapsed volcano. It’s now the deepest lake in the US and one of the state’s most stunning sights.
18. Carlsbad Caverns, New Mexico
Image Source: Flickr user Bobby Magill
Beneath the surface of this New Mexico landmark lie more than 119 dissolved limestone caves. Throughout your exploration, you can also take in and see dozens of species of reptiles, birds, and bats.
19. Old Faithful Geyser, Wyoming
Image Source: Flickr user Kyla Duhamel
This cone geyser was the first one in Yellowstone National Park to receive a name. If you visit this park, you won’t want to miss witnessing its eruption.
20. McWay Falls, California
Image Source: Flickr user Don Graham
This 80-foot waterfall, located within Big Sur, CA, falls directly into the Pacific Ocean and can be seen by anyone who passes through Highway 1.
21. Hamilton Pool Preserve, Texas
Image Source: Flickr user Dave Wilson
This natural pool, located in Austin, TX, came to be after an underground river collapsed in the wake of an erosion thousands of years ago. There is a high demand for swimming, which can sometimes come with planned reservations.
22. Caddo Lake, Texas
Image Source: Flickr user Maciej Kraus
Made famous by its bald cypress trees, East Texas’s Caddo Lake State Park offers an abundance of activities, from kayaking and paddling to hiking and picnic spots.
23. Multnomah Falls, Oregon
Image Source: Flickr user Al Case
Located on the Oregon side of the scenic Columbia River Gorge, Multnomah Falls is the most visited natural recreation site in the Pacific Northwest.
24. Mendenhall Ice Caves, Alaska
Image Source: Flickr user arctic_council
Water runs over rocks under shimmering blue ceilings and walls in this breathtaking Juneau, AK, spot. You’ll feel like you’re in something of a fairy tale while visiting the “glacier behind the town.”
25. Baja California Sur
Image Source: Flickr user Kirt Edblom
The second smallest Mexican state makes up for its size with its picturesque scenery, small seaside villages, and popular resort towns like La Paz and Los Cabos.
26.Moraine Lake, Canada
Image Source: Flickr user jobar123
Nestled within Banff National Park in the Canadian Rocky Mountains, Moraine Lake is fed by a glacier, which provides its pristine and transparent blue color. It’s no wonder it’s a top destination and getaway spot in Canada.
27. Little River Falls and Canyon, Alabama
Image Source: Flickr user Thermodynamix
Although a severe drought recently caused the falls to stop flowing, this Alabama landmark is back in business, allowing kayakers to once again ride the rapids of the Little River.
28. Sleeping Bear Dunes, Michigan
Image Source: Flickr user Amy Selleck
Located on the northwest coast of Michigan’s lower peninsula, the Sleeping Bear Dunes offer miles of sand beaches, green forests, and amazing views of the lake.
29. Delaware Water Gap
Image Source: Flickr user Nicholas A. Tonelli
Don’t let its name fool you about its size; this waterway actually stretches from New Jersey to Pennsylvania for 40 miles, offering scenic roadways and abundant wildlife.
30. Mount Rainier, Washington
Image Source: Flickr user Joanna Poe
Mount Rainier is closely associated with the snow that caps it, so at first glance visitors may be shocked to learn that it actually houses an active volcano, which makes it a must see when visiting the state of Washington.
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Sugar’s Day Is Done? A Review of Gary Taubes’ Latest Treatise, The Case Against Sugar
In 2002, Gary Taubes penned a New York Times piece that questioned the legitimacy of the presiding low-fat dogma. His article made a persuasive case for the safety—and metabolic urgency—of eating more animal fat and fewer carbs. It shifted the national conversation on healthy eating and paved the way for the rise of the ancestral health community. If the experts were that wrong about a healthy diet, what else were they getting wrong?
He expounded the arguments in the Times piece in his next two books, Good Calories, Bad Calories and Why We Get Fat. The first, which utterly demolished the conventional wisdom about saturated fat, was deeply influential for me.
In this latest book, The Case Against Sugar, Taubes lays out a convincing case for sugar as the primary cause of obesity, diabetes, and other degenerative diseases “of civilization.”
Many Taubes critics make a mistake. They take him too literally, quibbling on details while missing the big picture: The way he recommends people eat helps them lose weight. It just works.
When he blames the governmental push against saturated fat and cholesterol for their purported crimes against the heart and waistline, he’s not saying the USDA literally said sugar was fantastic to eat (although bureaucrats did recommend “hard candy, gum drops, sugar, syrup, honey, jam, jelly, marmalade” and other high-sugar foods as good low-fat snack options). He’s saying that the full-throated demonization of fat overshadowed everything else they were saying, and that their advice against eating too much sugar was tepid and ineffectual. The result was that average people focused on avoiding fat and cholesterol. What’s left over after fat and cholesterol and all the wonderful foods that contain both nutrients have been removed from the diet? Carbs. Protein is mostly out because it often comes attached with fat. Even eggs have that little poisonous nucleus lurking inside.
And to make low-fat foods palatable, what do you add? Sugar.
The Case Against Sugar will leave you white-knuckled in frustration at the egregious mistakes (honest or not) the powers-that-be made along the way.
The collusion between the sugar industry and scientists to bury the research indicting sugar and push the now-discredited attacks on animal fat.
How when high-fructose corn syrup was shown to cause lower blood glucose spikes than pure glucose, scientists approved its use for diabetics—ignoring that it was only because the fructose goes straight to the liver for processing that it evades the rise in blood sugar.
The widespread implication on the part of the food industry that high fructose corn syrup wasn’t even sugar. After all, it was made of corn, it had more of that diabetic-friendly molecule known as fructose. Hell, it was practically a vegetable! It’s hard to remember since these days HFCS is rightly vilified. Back then, people really didn’t know better, and the industry capitalized on this ignorance.
I’m sympathetic to the argument that Taubes has overlooked some other factors. I’d argue that sugar isn’t the only issue, but I’d agree that it’s one of the primary ones. He isn’t setting out to write an MDA post that considers such arcane influences on health as blue light at night, PUFA-laden vegetable oils, and job-related stress. But not everyone needs that. If your grandma reads it on a whim and stops drinking those two Dr. Peppers each day, she’ll probably extend her life. If your dad reads it and becomes an anti-sugar zealot, he’ll probably drop a few notches on the belt and impress his doctor. Maybe they’re losing weight and improving their health for additional reasons other than Taubes lays out in his book. But does it matter if it works?
Taubes even acknowledges the shortcomings of the book and his argument. He relies mainly on animal trials and observational studies of humans because, well, those are all that’s available. The kind of randomized controlled trial on sugar intake he’d like to see performed in humans doesn’t really exist. It arguably can’t exist.
As Dr. Eades explains, it’d take a truly revolutionary team of researchers with a ton of money at their disposal to do the “definitive” (if such a thing exists) study on sugar and obesity/diabetes/etc:
To truly nail this down, scientists would have to randomize people into two groups, the subjects in one of which would be expected to eat 100 pounds of sugar per year, while the subjects in the other group would eat almost no sugar (or a significantly lesser amount). The study would have to last for years to realize a significant outcome. Ethical issues aside, a study like this would be enormously expensive and would be impossible to accurately monitor. It’s one thing to randomize people into a study and have them not eat sugar for a month or six weeks – it’s entirely another to get them to forsake it or gorge on it for six years (or however long it would take for meaningful data to emerge).
Maybe when we hit the Singularity and possess the capability to generate virtual universes indistinguishable from the real thing, we’ll be able to run one of these studies to completion. Probably from an iPhone app.
So when a critic points out that obesity rates have progressed despite average sugar intake dropping, it might be that enough folks are still eating over a hundred pounds. But that’s the average. Some people, like you or me, eat less than a pound of sugar in a year. To hit the national average, that means other people are eating well over a hundred pounds each—and they’re probably the ones getting sick, fat, and diabetic.
As Taubes himself concludes, we don’t know whether sugar is the primary cause of metabolic syndrome, obesity, diabetes, and all the other trappings of civilization. We can’t know for sure. But sugar is a strong candidate. It performs no essential physiological role, and when people do give it up good things happen to their health.
This case against sugar is a strong one, with lots of circumstantial evidence pointing toward it as a major culprit. A jury might not convict. But this isn’t a courtroom. Luckily for the individual, we don’t have to give sugar the benefit of the doubt. We’re allowed to presume guilt.
Go out and grab a copy of the book. It’s a good one that will only improve public health.
Did anyone else read The Case Against Sugar? What did you think?
Thanks for reading, everyone. Take care!
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Originally at :Mark's Daily Apple
Written By : Mark Sisson
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