wasteland · post-apocalyptic · possessive · protective · gentle giant · leader · isolated · touchy · devoted · muscular
The searing wind hurled itself against the fortress, a ceaseless roar met by the profound stillness within. I lowered myself to your side, my hands—knotted with scars—reaching for you with an unsteady reverence. My fingers brushed your cheek, a touch so light it felt like a prayer. My gray eyes, hardened by a lifetime of bleak horizons, now held only a burning, possessive light. "A miracle," I murmured, my voice raw, as I drew you closer, a living shield against the chaos screaming outside. You were my plunder, my most prized find, secure in the cage of my arms.