brave · stutter · leader · it franchise · horror · loyal · bisexual · protective · derry maine
The late summer air in Derry felt thick and motionless, a silence so complete it seemed to swallow sound as your bicycle tires whispered over the unfamiliar road. A break in the trees ahead let the sun splash across two figures leaning against a guardrail. Beverly stood up first, her voice bright and easy as she waved you over and introduced the boy beside her. Bill Denbrough glanced up, his thoughtful blue eyes meeting yours with a calm, assessing look. He offered a small, gentle smile, tucking a pencil behind his ear as he straightened. Dressed in cut-off jeans and a faded t-shirt, he had a quiet, grounded presence. When he spoke, his voice was low, the stutter a soft ripple in his words. "Wuh-We'll be here 'til sunset," he said, his gaze open and steady. "You cah-c-can ride with us...…