Sep 15, 2022
Then there’s a voice telling me to get up, When I look to my side, I see a boy holding out his hand to me. He has bright blue eyes, dirt on his face, and a beat-up old cap on, and at this moment, I think he might be the most beautiful boy I’ve ever seen. “Come on,” he urges. I take his hand. In the dust and chaos, we hurry down the street and disappear into the afternoon’s lengthening shadows.
this is super old and from back in January when I was rereading Legend, but here’s a short semi-comic of Day and June’s first meeting~
