The world under Sanguinista rule doesn't even know what's happening, nor how tenuous it is at the top -- everybody high on drugs and crazy on religion. It's not the best thing, but it's not the worst thing either, it's just the end of the world in slow motion. It's like a cup with nothing inside, and nobody's allowed to look for sure. And that is untenable and it's unfair, and most of all it's pure nihilism, because the world never really ends. So the world needs to know what's coming for her -- that the wolves and shifters have their place in the Holy War not because of Nature or Time or any of that, but because vampires and faeries are old and full of shit, and the rest of us are very, very young.
She may not know she's doing it, she's just there to save her kid, and I guess martyrs never do, and I guess shifters are the people you'd ask about the difference between cups and what's inside them: Luna Garza has just ended the world. The best death I can imagine. Generous, and true, and also fierce.
"Thank You Lilith, O Mother, for the gift You have bestowed upon me. And I swear upon my life, Thy will shall be done. Vampires shall rightfully rule this earth. Now. Guide me, O Mother, as I surrender to You completely..."
Salome breaks off her prayer, because what else is going on is that Jason and the rest of their little paramilitary crew has just killed about a hundred people -- starting with poor old Chelsea -- in sundry fashion, fairly beautiful in some ways (Jason), risibly silly-looking (Nora) in others -- and suddenly there's a lockdown on the lockdown that was already locked down. Nora and Eric make their way to some kind of Molly Cave of technology to do technology things, Jason continues to kill all the people, and eventually Sookie and Tara get down to the vampire jail cells.
Jessica: "Sookie? Hi!"
Pam, bitchily: "What the fuck are you doing?"
Tara, bitchily: "I'm getting you the fuck out of jail, bitch."
Sookie: "Everybody hold still while Eric and Nora disarm and unlock everything..."
Pam, lesbianly: "Nice plan."
Tara, super-lesbianly: "Sure beats yours."
Eric and Nora fuss and are cutely sibling-like, and I guess she's here to stay, which I am totally okay with because she is finally the person she was meant to be. There have been times she was annoying and there's been a lot of time that she was boring -- and then there was that whole time where she getting tortured for weeks for no reason except to make a painfully weak stab at the idea that Salome prized subtlety, somehow, at some point, but was in reality just meant to give the illusion of complexity to what was actually a straightforward and incredibly simple story -- but when you stretch out and look at just her storyline, it's pretty cool.