About the Marceline Bedard character.Marceline Bedard is one of the major characters from “Medusa’s Coil”, H. P. Lovecraft’s story written in collaboration with Zealia Bishop. She’s closer to the role of antagonist – even though all evil she does is limited by hypnotizing her husband and most tragic events happen after her death, she’s perceived as such by almost all other characters. In the beginning of story she’s an amateur artist, artist’s model and priestess, leader of some bohemian cult which had, quoting the author, “a lot of gibberish concerned with snakes and human hair”, and then becomes the wife of Danis de Russy, young Southern gentleman from wealthy aristocratic family. The plot revolves around the decision of Frank March, a talented artist and family friend, to paint the portrait of her; said portrait reveals to her husband her unhuman nature, that makes him kill her. After the murder it turns out her hair had consciousness of its own, tAbout the Marceline Bedard character. by Todosnuestrosayeres
1. March - Insomnia a.k.a nightly thoughts11 PM - welp, better go to bed, although I'm not yawning I need to get up soon tomorrow...1. March - Insomnia a.k.a nightly thoughts by Hokova
11:30 - Not tired. *puts on music and thinks* At least it's nice and cold in here, feels like sleeping outside. Too bad it stopped raining...
1: 30 - I should turn it off before I fall asleep with headphones on...
2: 00 - ...maybe a few more songs?
2: 15 -Okay, turning it off for real now.
2: 30 *bedsheets scratchy, too cold, too warm, repeat*
2: 50 - Fuck it's late already. I should sleep. I REALLY should be sleeping. Damn, if I think about what I should be doing, I won't fall asleep... *proceeds to make up and watch movies in my mind, occassionally porn too*
3: 30 - What was the book mentioned in that movie...? Dante's - No, wait, yeah, right, Paradise Lost. But that's not one book, that's several volumes, ha, loser.... or maybe he was just betting that she didn't know it was more than one... hey do I remember anything?
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