62. A Winged Victory for the Sullen “Steep Hills of Vicodin Tears” A Winged Victory for the Sullen [Kranky]
Moment @ 3:43
Recovery wasn’t an option, as far as he was concerned anyway. He had lain there with wisps of his own hair disrupting the blinking of his eyelashes but without any ounce of strength to ameliorate the situation. The broken bones throbbed to a white heat the level of which he had not experienced before, but that did not cause him nearly as much discomfort as the sandy blonde hairs tickling above his pupils. The sky, only a few moments before a gorgeous periwinkle mass, became more blurry and intangibly atmospheric with every breath. Things in his field of vision beyond those pesky follicles spun in cocksure circles, though he didn’t feel any traditional form of dizziness or vertigo, even at the height of the canyon he had risen to. Or was it that he had fallen so far that he was no longer where the thin air hovered? He supposed he couldn’t tell all that well. The next step was to see if any limbs moved, despite his aforementioned self-assurance that he was not getting out of this pickle of a situation. Sure, he had salvaged enough of his sense of humor that he felt the corner of his mouth smirk upward at the thought of the word “pickle,” yet here he still was, confident that he wouldn’t be getting far, what with no one around for miles save the bugs he felt crawling near his calves and under his skin. If he could sense some kind of movement, whether real or imaginary, on his leg, he thought, then maybe he could get at least a toe to wiggle. He strained and strained, scratching several areas of his body on the hard orange rock beneath him, to no avail. After much fuss that garnered little to no progress, he was still and silent for a number of minutes. With only his eyes self-moisturizing periodically, the hairs in his face continued to haunt him. Softly, a breeze picked up, lifted the hairs out of his face in a final merciful act, and he allowed himself some peace before he fell asleep for the last time in his life.
