Ennis coughs some more, and then he talks some more. About the dark, and the coyotes that ain't here, but at home. And when he has trouble breathing, he worries a bit.
It's easier to worry when there ain't already people worryin' all over you.
And then he can breathe again, and the darkness is a little darker and the silence is a little louder, and his grip on Jack gets a little tighter as his words move to them.
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Date: 2006-09-06 03:24 am (UTC)It's easier to worry when there ain't already people worryin' all over you.
And then he can breathe again, and the darkness is a little darker and the silence is a little louder, and his grip on Jack gets a little tighter as his words move to them.