aluminumandash: (lending color to our lives)
Rust Cohle ([personal profile] aluminumandash) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2017-04-26 06:08 pm (UTC)

They have their routines, this is his: a table, strips of cloth, his Glock broken into its constituent pieces. Rust stands while cleaning his gun, works slow and methodical. He dribbles riverbed-brown solvent (he's stopped minding the smell—a dead smell, clinical, but the opposite of rot) onto a shred of t-shirt and his focus migrates to his fingertips.

If he keeps at it long enough, without interruption, time will congeal—will cease to move fast or slow. It'll seep.

He leaves the door cracked open, in case. His knife's jammed into the tabletop for the same reason.

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