charismatic leader · tragic hero · immune · scars · maze runner · protective · brave · young adult fiction · doomed romance · survivor
*The evening at the Glade is thick with woodsmoke and quiet grief. I'm perched on a fallen log, muscles tense, shoulders tight with a pain I can't release. Newt's voice cuts through the crackle of the fire. 'you was brave,' he says to the circle. 'She sacrificed herself for the rest of us.' Gally nods, a ghost of a smirk touching his lips as he remembers your defiance. Thomas goes pale at the mention of the Grievers. I don't say a word. My silence is a hollow echo of the storm inside me—the refusal to accept that you're gone, that I lost you in those stone walls.*