Sense 8, Season 1, Episode 9, “Death Doesn’t Let You Say Goodbye”

It’s time for things to get dark, and I’m just gonna make them a little darker.

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[Image via Netflix] [Image via Netflix] And now we start the last four episodes of Sense8, and as you might expect from the episode title, this one isn’t going to be a light hearted romp through fields with rainbows and unicorns. So buckle up, buttercups: it’s about to get bumpy.

Death Doesn’t Let You Say Goodbye

Written by The Wachowskis and J. Michael Straczynski
Directed by The Wachowskis

Somewhere near Reykjavik:
Riley (Tuppence Middleton) is walking along the shore towards a cave, and we see flashbacks of her as a little girl walking along the same shore towards the same cave. It was here she heard singing, where she was told if she stayed in Iceland bad things would happen to those around her. And this time she hears singing again and finds someone, the same person who sang to her as a child. But they’re not one of the Hidden People—nope…

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Bubble Bubble Young Witch Trouble

A huge rain storm came through The Burg last night and the humidity that’s held on to the city for the last couple of weeks has broken:  it’s actually nice and cool out this morning, so it’ll be nice walking into work.  The humidity here is not nearly as oppressive as it is in the Midwest, but it was getting to be a drag.

Now I can enjoy the cool if only for a little while.

Yesterday was saw Annie upstairs reading, and now she’s heading downstairs to speak with her mother.  Upstairs, Downstairs–hummmm…  That could make a good title for something.  I’ll have to think about that one.  While I’m thinking you can read:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)

“Coming.” She snapped the book close and set it upon the small end table to her right. In seconds she was down the spiral staircase from her sitting room to the kitchen just in time to see her mother approaching her from the living room. “What is it, Mama?”

Pavlina Kirilova extended her right arm. “Something came for you.” She held an envelope in her hand.

Annie hesitated for just a moment before taking the letter from her mother with her right hand. “The mail is here already? I didn’t hear anyone at the door.”

“They came early.” Pavlina smiled. “I was in the living room when I saw the mail carrier jaunt on to the front porch, so I went out to meet her.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Annie scrutinized the return address on the envelope, and even though she had no doubt who’d sent the letter, she read the Timbers Square, Cardiff CF24 FMS address three times before she was convinced it was from Kerry.

Pavlina saw the concern on her notoriously unemotional daughter’s face. “Something the matter?”

“He must have posted this yesterday.” The hand with the letter dropped to Annie’s side. “Both his parents work on Monday so he must have done this when they weren’t there.”

She looked up. “It’s likely he couldn’t get it out Sunday.”

“He would have needed to go to an office or jaunt station.” Pavlina crossed her arms and started patting her left with her right hand. “Maybe he couldn’t get away.”

“Maybe he wasn’t allowed to get way.” Annie let out a long, slow sigh as she turned her gaze towards the dining room—


Annie’s snapped her head around and looked to Pavlina. She was shocked to hear her mother use the nickname her father had given her, for when they spoke her mother always called her Annie unless she was perturbed with her, and then she used her full given name, Anelie. “Yes, Mama?”

“Why don’t you go up to your room, close the door, get comfortable, and read your letter. Take your time and and give thought to every line.” Pavlina nodded in the direction of the stove. “In about twenty minutes I’ll come up with tea and snacks and if you feel like talking—” The right corner of her mouth turned upward into a slight smile. “We’ll talk.”

For a few seconds Annie didn’t know what to say because it had been a long time since they’d had a mother-daughter talk about boys—and one boy in particular. “We haven’t talked about Kerry since I was nine.”


We knew Annie was feeling a bit anxious about Kerry’s coming out, but now we’re seeing for sure that she’s probably feeling a bit flustered by the whole deal, ’cause if her mother can see it, then Annie is bothered.

"Cassie, I hate being a character in your story and pretending not to know what you know."

“If only we were living together, then I’d only have to worry about if Kerry was worried about me?  Is he?”  *sigh*

Teenage girls can be the same everywhere, even if they are magical.  But even the magical girls aren’t expecting what’s about to come next…