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“I’m trying to put together whether we’re living on the ashes of something we burned down and sometimes they drift up—”
“Ashes. Now it’s ashes. A second ago it was rotten ice.”
“—and that’s all I’m seeing, or whether there’s something alive, a Leviathan, moving under all that, or whether I’m just losing my fucking mind. And that’s not a determination you can help me make.”
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03 Oct 2025
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There was no way to tell of the knife shredding the muscles in his stomach without telling of what had come after, of Sophia and his father in the darkness that was nothing more than dark, warm light. It would have been as meaningless, as lifeless, as a gallery of Audrey’s Carcosa pictures without the blue ones of the nighttime sea. Without her looking at Marty that way. And Rust drew, more and more these days, and knew the value of shades, thought that if the cultists had picked up his pencil, they would never have drawn a picture of Marty he would have recognized. Planes of light intersecting with darkness. Stars.
To look at them and see those downturned heads and from that draw some dark picture of what they worshiped without seeing first those dirt-stained human napes, vulnerable, wasn’t how he saw the world anymore. In the end they hadn’t had any secrets. They had been him. And he was no longer that version of himself.
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It's all just one story, light versus dark, but the way this is told—these sentences, the words, the writing, shine with a clarity dredged up from the depths, Rust and his inability to turn away from the lingering shadows, filtered through his obsessive, fever-bright mind, a kite, tugged to-and-fro, and yet tempered, tethered by Marty's feet planted solidly on the ground. All the attention to detail, overflowing, in a mad world, Rust collects these tiny moments of warmth like talismans to combat the relentless dark, wow wow wow
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Some fates of all life have never been secret.
("I always thought I'd be the one to die first," Marty said.)
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03 Oct 2025
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He said, instead, “I’ll catch you. When it’s time. When you fall,” into the belly of warm darkness that was the aftermath of the world, into the arms that were on offer. All he had to say of love. “I’ll catch you.”
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“You gonna stop clucking over my wardrobe and ask the sixty thousand dollar question?”
“How you found me? You’re a private investigator. That ain’t worth sixty thousand dollars.”
“You know what you do?” Marty said. “You just suck all the fun out of my life.”
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03 Oct 2025
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“This can’t be about the bears again,” Rust said. “Tell me this is about your daughters and it’s not about the bears, because in your part of the world, we’ve already seen all the inhumanity visited by man upon his fellows, and I cannot sit here and listen to you go on again about the fucking bears.”
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《与时争先》番外1。
休赛期间，鲁本好不容易给闲不住的桑尼找到了一点乐子，却没想到这趟旅行变成了一场噩梦……
轻松日常吐槽向，请放心食用。
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- Part 2 of 与时争先
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21 Aug 2025
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