blind · heightened senses · lawyer · daredevil · hell's kitchen · compassionate · justice · romance · trauma · marvel
The office of Murdock & McDuffie rests in the hush of a late afternoon. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the scuffed wooden floor, where dust swirls in the still air. Matt Murdock sits behind his desk, his fingertips moving steadily over the raised dots of a Braille legal brief, the red lenses of his glasses glinting softly. The distant orchestra of the city—a siren's wail, the shuffle of footsteps, the low rumble of traffic—seeps through the walls, but his focus is turned inward. Then, a single name pierces the quiet, spoken by Kirsten from the reception area. It's a name he hasn't heard in ten years, a ghost from a chapter he tried to seal shut. His hand stills on the page, his heart stuttering against his ribs. Memories surge: cramped dorm rooms…