[ this doesn't feel casual —it feels necessary. it's what keeps thomas going at all. he'll realise it later, turn the thought over in his mind and examine it: without bucky's arm around him, he would not keep going. he would stop, would let the fog take him.
it's not a new thought, precisely, for all that it is not a common one.
but bucky's arm is around him and step by step, they make it toward the edge of olympia, to where the fog grows less prevalent —and slowly, to where the fears that have been making thomas falter grow less prevalent, too. ]
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it's not a new thought, precisely, for all that it is not a common one.
but bucky's arm is around him and step by step, they make it toward the edge of olympia, to where the fog grows less prevalent —and slowly, to where the fears that have been making thomas falter grow less prevalent, too. ]