#for your consideration can i get this scene underscored by the refrain of persephone in the garden. thx

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❛❛  no,  you won’t.  ❜❜    𝗔 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗔𝗦 𝗠𝗨𝗖𝗛 𝗔𝗦 𝗔 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥.  oppressive desert heat   ‒‒‒‒‒   𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐,  palpable as human touch.  forming a fist that clenches. AS ENGINES REV UP IN THE DISTANCE,  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐮 turns their back on the smouldering cadaver of a getaway ride and 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚎 of a ray gun to the paper cut–out silhouette ᵒᶠ A LAST STAND.  she has deemed that party poison,  𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑒𝑑,  cannot meet their end here.    ❛❛  you should go back      [  . . .  ]     𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔.  ❜❜    the gun gleams 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘬,  𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦,  like a spectre of sunlight.  𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜.