Brendan Peveril . net

Seems like all I do now is work, but you know. Anyway, things are happening with Hallowed. You know it’s important now, because it’s in italics. It should be finished to the point that I have drafts of all three issues typed in a few days if I can hit a typing night. For now, look below the cut for a sequence I’ve taken from one of the early pages of issue 3. I like it, but not as much as some of the other stuff, and it all works even better in context.

Forgive the clumsy formatting.

Panel 3:
The Priest Ghost gestures at the congregation. There are many empty seats. We can’t see very well in this shot, since he’s far away, but the priest is shrouded, maybe surrounded is what I want, I don’t know, in a dark ominous Shadow.

Priest ghost: The sermon has just started, take a seat.

Panel 4
A rear shot. The Hero is taking a seat next to a young woman (she’s alive, normal, etc.) and we can see that there’s someone on the other side of her. We can’t see this third person very well, maybe just her shoulder. It’s the adultress. We just catch a glimpse of her shoulder, and she’s covered in wounds, as if she’s been flogged. Flogged forever…

Hero: (he’s speaking to the living girl, like she can hear him) Excuse me.

Girl (the living one): Brrrr…

Adultress (she’s off frame, but we see her shoulder, as I mentioned before): (weakly, demonstrate this with font, etc.) Please… forgive me.

Panel 5
Pull out the rear shot a bit so we can see the adulteress better. She is, in fact, naked, and she’s been flogged. Her back is mad cut up and she has her hands clasped in front of her (not necessarily pertinent information for a rear shot, but it changes lines on things. Makes one look vulnerable. This whole book is about being vulnerable, isn’t it?).

Voice over (it’s the Hero): I should be used to this by now.

Adulteress: Please, God, please…

Panel 5:
Flip the camera around so we can see, basically the same shot from the front. The hero is looking past the living girl at the adulteress who we can see now. The adulteress is crying, and she’ll never stop since ghosts never need to stop doing anything. There’s dried blood on her face, maybe fingernail scratches on her cheeks. There’s a letter “A” cut or burned into her chest between her breasts, what ever you, the artist, can make look better. Remember the flog marks too. If you think it looks good, put a jagged slash mark across her throat.

Adulteress: Forgive me.

Voice over (this is how the hero thinks, in voice overs, like I do): But, I never will.