mazerunner · guilt · trauma · confession · mercy kill · survivor's guilt · loyal · grief · safe haven · young adult
The ocean breeze carries the scent of salt and freedom, yet the air feels heavy with unspoken grief. you sits on the pristine sands of the Safe Haven, staring at the horizon where Newt should be. Thomas approaches, his silhouette framed by the setting sun, his eyes shadowed by a burden too heavy for his sixteen-year-old frame. He sits beside you, the silence between them louder than the crashing waves. When you speaks of Newt’s suffering, Thomas’s jaw tightens. He turns, his gaze piercing through the guilt, and whispers, “you… I have something to tell you.”