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Over time she reconciled the fact that she was just another pawn in their little game. Tommy is formal and businesslike, they talk horses and no amount of prodding will make him open up about his life, or about Alfie.
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Rust leaves Louisiana after Carcosa, travels across the country, falls into a nomadic life. Marty finds him working in a bar, living in a van in the desert. O small sad ecstasy of love.
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Luna, Neville and Snape bring Lupin back from the dead.
We die with the dying;
See, they depart, and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.
Little Gidding, T.S. Eliot
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But all this time has made it fade
And now I don't care about
All these holes that you made
'Cause a light comes through 'em now
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A character study on Rust Cohle.Bookmarked by Raneia
25 Apr 2026
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omens, and all kinds of signs by hiljainen for Edonohana
Fandoms: True Detective (TV 2014)
21 Feb 2026
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There was this one odd day in the ’90s.
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22 Feb 2026
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Yesterday evening, sun going down and this great, warm sky. Rust was sucking on his last cigarette of the day. The smell of it: Camel Blues, tobacco burning, fresh cut grass.
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24 Jul 2025
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“You think we’ll ever wake up?” Marty asks in the dark bedroom.
“I dunno,” Rust says. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
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11 Jun 2025
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Rust saw the corridor of the Mississippi she was referencing, mouth of Hades, knew the name it was known by, had heard Marty use it obliquely over the years; Cancer Alley. He could taste what she was describing, had encountered it himself, had chased it like a dog given a scent, rolled around in it, felt its poison work through the pores in his skin.
“You left?”
“Eventually. Not before it put its mark on me I’m sure.” She shivered. “Out here though? The green, the brown. Still tastes good. Was always round and wholesome. Like oats.”
“Like smoked corn to me. Sweet at the edges.”
“You that way too huh?” She studied him across the table. “You can come again Mr. Cohle.”
He stayed until the rain stopped, farewelling her as she insisted he come again next Sunday.
“Stay for service. You do believe don’t you?”
“No ma’am.”
She didn’t look a mite perturbed. “Well, I guess that can’t be helped. You come next week and tell me about it.”
Rust makes a friend at church, Marty tries to repay a debt. Will we get another chance at this?
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- Part 3 of Premonitions
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22 May 2025