we could walk straight through hell (with a smile) chapter 5, part 1: i have come by the highway home by @seaweedbraens
His mother. His father. The cabin. The sea. The screeing of seagulls, the heaviness in the air, the way seafoam would gather on his little feet as though trying to keep him there.
“I’m going to Bunker Three,” he says. “I’m going home.”
I read this for the first time and sobbed, so obviously I make a comic ✨✨ love this fic with my heart and soul













