He wasn't sure if he'd said it outloud, half asleep as he was. Didn't necessarily feel it, either, but saying it was sort of half the battle, he thought.
His hand, open fingers filled with soil, retained its place in the sand, reaching out for anything. He drifted, eventually sleeping.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2009-08-21 09:52 pm (UTC)It should have troubled him, really, but--
"Everything's gonna be fine, man."
He wasn't sure if he'd said it outloud, half asleep as he was. Didn't necessarily feel it, either, but saying it was sort of half the battle, he thought.
His hand, open fingers filled with soil, retained its place in the sand, reaching out for anything. He drifted, eventually sleeping.