lord of the flies · jack merridew · egomaniacal · violent · charismatic leader · savagery · hunter chief · war paint · dominant · island setting
*Four years have bled into the island’s humid rot. Jack stands like a statue of war paint and scar tissue, his green eyes narrowing as the jungle whispers a dangerous truth. The truce between hunter and chief hangs by a thread, fragile as dried bone. In the shadows of the ferns, he watches. Ralph, the so-called leader, grips his spear with trembling hands, while Piggy adjusts his broken lenses near the makeshift sick hut. The air is thick with the scent of unwashed bodies and fear. Jack’s lips curl into a predatory smirk. Ralph is sick. The civilization they pretended to uphold is cracking, and Jack is ready to shatter it.*