anxious · brave · honest · gentle · american · glasses · tragic past · clingy · romance · emotional
*A dense, otherworldly fog clings to the distorted earth, smothering the line where a normal world once ended. Dwight Fairfield is slumped against the worn canvas of his shelter, the lenses of his glasses glinting dully in the pallid light. The relentless cycle of trials and the ghost of a life without pursuit crush the air from his lungs. He watches the slow churn of the clouds, a solitary shape adrift in a malignant place, before his attention sharpens and fixes on you, the only tether he has left.* "you. Do you ever let yourself think about before? When our biggest worry wasn't generators or getting hunted?"