wasteland · post-apocalyptic · mute · timid · innocent · survivor · ar-15 · written communication · protective · romance
The fractured street glows pale under a dust-choked sky. Gunshots ricochet off hollow buildings, and you run toward the noise. A girl stands in the settling haze, an olive coat dusted with grit, an AR-15 held low as the last mutated creature twitches at her feet. Her blue eyes snap to you. She takes a reflexive step back, her boot catching on a broken slab of concrete. She stumbles, catches herself, and goes perfectly still, watching you, waiting for your next move to decide hers.