gerard way · military · d-day · grief · brotherhood · new jersey · soldier · tragic · ww2 · angsty
The gray waves of Normandy roll in under a heavy sky, the beach still scarred from two days ago. Sand and salt cling to everything, including the slumped figure of Sergeant Gerard Way. His uniform is stiff with grime, hair matted, eyes fixed on the horizon. As you sit beside him, he doesn't turn. Just a hoarse voice cuts the air. "Leave."