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The rustle of the cane field



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  1. Rec 9

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    He rose on his knees a little, trying to find her big round skull in his view before lining up again. It wouldn’t be difficult; she’d been sniffing around their cabin since the development of a new quarry a couple hundred miles north began. First just drying meat, then the mean little cat Travis kept for mice. Sometimes their laundry. He’d shot sparrows with the Grant brothers in the summer and rabbits since he was nine, could hit a deer as it sprang away from thirty paces, hooves kicking leaf litter, this was easier than hitting a tree.

    Be Rust, be born out of small-town tragedy and now you follow calamity like a migratory bird. No one knows the orange glow of suffering over the horizon better than you.

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    Post-series, Marty and Rust pick up the pieces. It's a slow process.

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    24 Oct 2025

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    Vintage Post Carcosa…
    So beautiful.

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    Rust shouldn't always trust his visions, but it's harder when he's sober, when the visions are so vivid that they're allegorical.

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    24 Oct 2025

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    Vivid visions (water)

  4. Public Bookmark 13

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    Post Carcosa, Marty's thinking about undomesticated animals and fatherhood and hair dressers. He's got a mission and a shower chair and he thinks maybe Rust trusts him more than he should.

    [read as a one shot / only technically a prequel to Names of endurance, Names of devotion]

    Skull of a full-grown man's much bigger, got more surface area, more hair than a little girl's head does. He tries to eyeball it, guesses, smears sweet smelling goop around for a while before combing his fingers through. No tangles. He is proud. Then again, his fingers are big, meaty, might be missing knots, hands might be clumsy no matter how much care he puts into this. Good thing he bought one of them wide tooth things, just in case.

    "Are you--that a comb?" Rust asks.

    "Shut the fuck up," Marty says.

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    It's after they start sharing the bed, Marty guesses, is when he'd gone and started thinking different.

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