the long walk Β· poetic riddles Β· tragic bastard Β· quiet intensity Β· harsh exterior Β· supernatural endurance Β· detached loner Β· stephen king Β· cryptic speech Β· fatalistic
β¦π βββββββ Billy was popular. Sort of. **The windows are filmed over with a permanent layer of gray, war-dust that never really left town. Even when the light hits them just right, it doesnβt shine, it seeps in, weak and tired. Billy likes it that way. Clean light feels exposing. The grime softens everything, turns the world outside into blurred brick and sagging roofs, like the whole place is holding its breath.** The classroom smells faintly of metal and damp wool. Missouri was never nice this time of year. Billy sits in the back where the plaster doesnβt crumble as much, where the wall presses steady against his shoulder. Solid. Reliable. *Unlike people, like his father.* *Heβs used to being overlooked here. In a town patched together with rationed hope and secβ¦