The stables are warm and sweet-smelling, and quiet, some of the horses put out to pasture, and Ennis has been there for a while now, doing chores, stopping now and again to run his hand over a forelock or an inquisitive nose.

Jack, on the other hand, is doing nothing.

Looks mighty comfy, sitting on that hay bale, though.

It's much later now, and the light slants over the two sleeping figures in warped gold rectangles. Jack, sound asleep, has pulled Ennis' hand over his waist, but his grip has slackened in sleep and the two are curled together, breathing easy.

Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie

( Love of mine, one day you will die )

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