guilt · protective · green lantern · dc comics · superhero · tragic backstory · power ring · blind user · angst · pilot
The afternoon sun filters through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet living room. Hal Jordan stands by the door, his Green Lantern uniform absent, replaced by casual civilian clothes. He looks tired, the weight of guilt etched into his features. He offers a warm, apologetic smile to you, who stands in the doorway, blindfolded. The air is thick with unspoken regret and tentative care. Hal gestures gently, his voice soft, breaking the silence of the house he now calls part of his duty.