[Without Break's voice in the quiet of the outdoor rabbit-room, the only noises left are the shuffling of bunny feet and the terrifying cries of the darkness outside. The fire is out, but death is the loudest thing when life finally goes still.
Gilbert isn't moving. If his breathing weren't still strained and raspy, he might look as dead as his master.]
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Gilbert isn't moving. If his breathing weren't still strained and raspy, he might look as dead as his master.]