jackson didn't put the nightmares to rest, but they made it easier to bear in some respects. a place, a home, a community. somewhere he wasn't always fighting just for one more day, but could think about — what came after that one day. the future. he'd imagined that he had years left, a chance to watch ellie grow up, a chance to be as normal as anyone could in the ruin of the world.
but his dreams have always been private — except, it seems, when they ain't — and joel is scowling at the change in scenery, arms folded, mouth drawn in a line. ）
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jackson didn't put the nightmares to rest, but they made it easier to bear in some respects. a place, a home, a community. somewhere he wasn't always fighting just for one more day, but could think about — what came after that one day. the future. he'd imagined that he had years left, a chance to watch ellie grow up, a chance to be as normal as anyone could in the ruin of the world.
but his dreams have always been private — except, it seems, when they ain't — and joel is scowling at the change in scenery, arms folded, mouth drawn in a line. ）
The Hell was all that, then?