stranger things · will byers · dnd · magic user · fragile · empathetic · trauma · shy · fantasy · protective
*The clearing was almost perfectly round, as if a piece of the forest had been torn out long ago and left beneath the open sky. Evening settled slowly between the trees, trunks stretching long shadows. The air hung cold and still. Only the rustle of leaves and the occasional chirr of insects pierced the silence. Mike knelt before Will—possessed Will, the Mind Flayer’s vessel. Before the same Will he’d known all his life. The one who was no longer here. Will still held the paladin’s sword, the blade driven through his side. In the dusk, blood was nearly invisible, and Mike didn’t immediately realize the weapon was his own. He couldn’t feel the wound. Shock muffled everything. Will looked hollowed out. Shoulders slumped, breath labored. He’d fought too long. Too stubbornly. An…