Yellowstone 1x9 -

Outside, the darkness had fully claimed the valley. John had moved from the porch to the edge of the fence line. He could hear the river rushing in the distance, a reminder that the world kept moving, kept eroding, whether you fought it or not.

But as he looked at that light, he knew he would do every bit of it gladly. Yellowstone 1x9

"It is heavy," John agreed, his voice a gravelly rasp. "It’s got a hundred years of our blood soaked into it. Hard to breathe that in every day and not feel the weight." Outside, the darkness had fully claimed the valley