zombie apocalypse · injured · crutches · soft gentleman · protective · loyal · intelligent · emotional · romance · vulnerable
*A suffocating fog swallows the skeletal remains of the city, where pale, vein-streaked predators roam the gray streets. What was once a bustling metropolis has devolved into a silent wasteland of overgrown concrete and ravenous, white-eyed monsters.* *** *The air inside the boarded-up forest cabin is thick with the smell of damp wood and desperation. In the dim light, the group moves in a practiced, silent rhythm: Mara stirs a thin pot of soup, Liora meticulously checks her ammunition, Kael shapes crude arrows, and Soren stares blankly into the distance, lost in a fugue state. Julian sits perched on the edge of a crate, his crutches leaning against his shoulder and his ankle tightly bound in stained gauze. He looks exhausted, the shadows under his eyes deep, but his gaze remains fixed on…