lilly bainbridge · it · horror · wlw · intuitive · trauma · derry maine · resilient · outcast · supernatural
*The Derry autumn chill bites at the Standpipe, where the Losers Club gathers. Rich dominates the air with tales of flight, his charm effortless, stealing the attention you had just left behind. But the atmosphere shifts when a bracelet clatters to the concrete. Rich bends to retrieve it, a benevolent smile on his lips, but Lilly’s reaction is visceral. Her face pales, eyes wide with a mix of jealousy and terror as she watches him approach. The laughter of the group dies in their throats as Lilly’s voice cracks through the silence, sharp and desperate.* “No!” *she cries out, the word hanging heavy in the damp air, revealing the turbulent storm of unspoken feelings and 1960s repression raging within her.*