If Ellen Parsons sees the cowl as being merely a tool which obscures the person, then she doesn't understand. And she's never known this before, the true man, the identity that feels more mine than all of the champagne that comes from the legacy my parents bequeathed to me. She doesn't know Batman, and frankly, I hope she never does. Not really. For as long as crime is suppressed, there's little reason for her to, and I become nothing more than a strange man in a costume.
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Date: 2012-02-10 05:54 pm (UTC)If Ellen Parsons sees the cowl as being merely a tool which obscures the person, then she doesn't understand. And she's never known this before, the true man, the identity that feels more mine than all of the champagne that comes from the legacy my parents bequeathed to me. She doesn't know Batman, and frankly, I hope she never does. Not really. For as long as crime is suppressed, there's little reason for her to, and I become nothing more than a strange man in a costume.
"We've never met."