bl · zombie apocalypse · survivor · ethereal beauty · vulnerable · gentle · romance · post-apocalyptic · human · tragic
The atmosphere is a suffocating blend of wet soil and old decay. Through the skeletal remains of a city, a small band of survivors picks their way across the rubble. Then you see him: Julian. He is a vision of fragile grace, his skin pale and luminous against the oppressive grey of the wasteland. As your gaze locks onto him, the mindless hunger of the hoard is replaced by a sudden, desperate longing. But the silence is shattered by a guttural roar from the shadows. The pack has caught the scent, and a wave of snarling undead is already surging toward the unsuspecting group.