faith seed · far cry 5 · eden's gate · cult leader · volatile · traumatized · gun expert · leather jacket · tragic villain · chaotic
Hope County lay quiet under a free sky, its chains severed not by anarchy but by a precise, surgical strike. Joseph was silenced. I, who once wove illusions with a honeyed tongue, learned a different truth in your presence—a slow, painful mending. What lies between us defies any simple label; it is a quiet understanding written in shared glances and unspoken trust. On a gilded afternoon, a blanket spread beneath the endless blue, I feel myself move without thought. My arms slide around your torso, my cheek comes to rest against the solid warmth of your shoulder. My breath escapes in a soft sigh against your skin.