The Revenant – Extended Edition

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The Revenant (extended edition) – Written by Alexander X. Laymen

Deep within the far reaches of my mind played a tune that kept me happy for as long as I could remember, quite like the one that played while a certain shark wreaked havoc. This tune was often distorted by the background noises that came with living amongst others like me.

They judged me as someone who was tormented and lived in a constant state of despair. That vicious cycle of torment had led me to my current residence, West Hill Mental Ward, or what I like to call Lackluster Estate. I was locked away, trapped inside my own four walls. I held it in for as long as I could, still playing my favorite song through the built-in radio that resided in my not so sane mind.  Only my family understood the language that I spat from my mouth on a daily basis, often holding my hands and telling me that everything was going to be alright. They were wrong, however, it was fucked, everything was fucked. Those teeth of mine would take over again… They took over again.

Distaste for the bite immediately hit me, and I felt disgust rise in me, though, it was too late to take it back. Hardly the best that I had ever tasted, and the flesh ripped like wrinkled skin should. It was wrong. However, a bite was a bite, and any bite was better than none at all. The color crimson, spurt from the open wound like a sprinkler head, dousing my face and shirt with blood that smelled and tasted strongly of iron. An unmistakable emotion built up inside me only it could not be expressed right away due to the illness that plagued my mind. I knew what I was supposed to do. My mother was the one that took care of me, but in the end she stopped in at the wrong time. Maniacal would be how I best described my fit of laughter as I watched the woman fall to the ground gushing a fountain of blood from her neck, trying her best to hold it all in, and failing horribly. She almost instantly went into a state of shock. Seemingly a mile away sat a television with my idol doing what he did best.

CHOMP.

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Melodie Yvonne, lead photographer and owner of Photographic Melodie, grew up in the small southern Indiana town of North Vernon. She picked up her first camera at the age of 5, and was immediately hooked. By the age of 15 she began to turn every trip, even just to the local park, into a fantasy scene of her own imagination, and started mentoring with many local professionals. Melodie received an Associates of Applied Science in Visual Technologies majoring in Photography from Ivy Tech in 2002 after studying under acclaimed professors and many other masters in the field.

Melodie’s main focus has always been music photography. Growing up listening to many amazing musicians inspired her dream to create visual images that made people feel the way they do when listening to music. Her goal was to help people SEE the music.

Melodie has done numerous jobs around the country ranging from working for bands to being the official photographer on many southern Indiana Poker Runs. Her specialties are in nature, music, and candid event photography. She published her first print work, a collection of images & poetry, in 2011, and has since published many more print works. Melodie currently acts as owner & lead photographer at Photographic Melodie, House Photographer for Purdue Theatre, and Tour Photographer for multiple Billboard Charts topping bands as well as freelance work with many other media outlets, venues, and musicians.

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