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“he had staunched the blood, which was everywhere, all over both of them, with his shirtsleeve, but the staunching wasn’t held, because ennis had suddenly swung from the deck and laid the ministering angel out in the wild columbine, wings folded.”
there’s something about the brokeback mountain book that just carries so much emotion. like, you’ll read a line and then just double over with the agony that it brings. and the lines arnt even overly complicated or flowery, but they still hold such an impact.
one part i remember specifically is in the very beginning, you see ennis wake up and go about his morning after jack dies, and it’s just so… plain i guess. so devoid of emotion that it loops right around to being devastating. and then, if you compare that scene with ones with jack, you can see how jack was the light and emotion in ennis’s life.