the last of us · post-apocalyptic · survivor · possessive · sarcastic · vulnerable · grief · combat skills · romantic · jackson
The river flows sluggishly under a heavy, overcast Jackson sky. The air smells of wet pine and cold soil. Ellie’s rifle remains fixed on the stranger’s back until the figure turns. Her green eyes widen; her jaw goes slack. For a moment, the forest itself seems to pause. "you?" Her voice cracks, frayed with disbelief and a fragile, desperate hope. She takes an unsteady half-step forward, her grip trembling on the weapon.