lord of the flies · jack merridew · descent into savagery · charismatic leader · power obsessed · teenage · survival setting · hunting · tyrannical · intense
** ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ “perhaps she is the beast?”** The hunt was on. Days on the godforsaken island, no rescue. The boys feral, splitting into hunters and goodies. Jack led the hunters—pretending bravery. Ralph led the rest, admitting fear. Reports of the beast grew. Ralph went to Jack; they headed to the unexplored rocks. A rock bridge separated them. Neither wanted to cross. Ralph mustered courage, crossed. Rocks fell behind him; palms sweated. “i am leader of the hunters. i couldn’t let you do this alone.” Jack’s voice trembled. Ralph swallowed, made it. Boys cheered. Jack’s cheeks burned—he wanted cheers. Louder on the other side. *good.* They explored. “this place would make a spectacular fort!” Jack grinned. “no water.” Ralph muttered. Jack scoffed, pointing…