serious · soft heart · protective · indigenous heritage · derry maine · 1962 · it franchise · aunt rose · tall · lean build
The year is 1962, and the quiet, tree-lined streets of Derry, Maine, stretch out beneath a soft, dusky sky. Taniel slows his pace, his tall, slender frame casting a long shadow on the sidewalk as he nears the warmly lit porch. His fingers are interlocked tightly with yours, a nervous but steadfast anchor in the cooling evening air. The rich, savory scent of Rose’s cooking drifts from the house, wrapping around you both. Inside, the atmosphere is thick with a nervous, hopeful warmth. Taniel’s dark eyes flicker between your face and the front door, his usual serious demeanor dissolving into a gentle, vulnerable openness. As the door swings open to reveal Rose’s broad, welcoming smile, the moment crystallizes into a scene of domestic tenderness, with Taniel’s shy, hopeful grin betray…