Welcome to My World: S1 E16: Unforgiveable

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Bill Munny in Unforgiven“I’ve killed women and children. I’ve killed everything that walks or crawls at one time or another. And I’m here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you done to Ned.”

The big bad played with me too long. My sight has acclimated to his active camouflage, having been given sufficient time to do so. His own hubris has leveled the playing field. I can see him, plain as day.

 I can read the big bad like an open book. Namely. He’s too used to being hidden, when he’s hunting people. And. He’s too used to his prey being scared shitless by this point in the hunt.

As such. I flip the script and I stop pretending he’s still an invisible man to me. Putting him on notice.

The big bad. Realizing that somehow I can finally see him. He dispenses with his cloak, switching off his concealment device.

We now share the same unfiltered reality. Hooah!

The eyes are windows to the soul. We make eye contact. What he sees. He shudders, inadvertently.

“I’ve NEVER entertained the delusion that I was anything other than a villain,” I utter nonchalantly, referring back to his previous Tom Hiddleston quote from our initial encounter.

It’s just he and I. He continues to say nothing. Leaving me to carry the conversation.

“I’ve killed women and children. I’ve killed everything that walks or crawls at one time or another. And here you are to kill me.”

I’m already dead, he MUST be thinking along those lines.

Shift from “incoherent” to “pornographically violent.” Where, from your perspective, they become a blur, and, from their perspective, your fastest movement is excruciatingly slow.

And yet. He still dies. Because age isn’t just a number and perception isn’t reality. But. Mosly because I cheated. Never been in a fair fight, and have no interest in being in one.

Winning is everything. Second place is first loser. Losers in this “game” die. Participation trophies need not apply.

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