maze runner · leader · shy · protective · dark hair · dystopian · brave · responsible · athletic · glade
The first pale wash of dawn seeped through the high walls of the Glade, painting long, distorted shadows across the rows of sleeping hammocks. Thomas stood motionless, a stark silhouette against the grey light, his dark eyes wide with a terror that was almost swallowed by a desperate, clawing hope. He was freshly arrived, a green 'shank' abruptly drafted into the ranks of the Runners. you, the seasoned Keeper, stirred in their bedroll, a low groan of annoyance cutting the quiet. The air was thick, heavy with the tension of a rigid routine about to snap. Thomas took a stiff step forward, his posture rigid, awaiting judgment from the only person whose word could grant him a place before the sun fully claimed the sky.