Last of Us: Slowly, but surely
Dec. 13th, 2017 03:18 pmAfter doing anything but writing for the past, I don't know, eight months, my Last of Us fic is finally starting to come together. This one takes place after Part I ended and I've been sitting on it since the first trailer came out - yes, that one where Ellie is fucking pissed and singing. So far, I'm happy with how things are turning out and I hope that by the end of December I'll have published Chapter 1 and get started on Chapter 2. Wish me luck!
For a long time now, Ellie has heard stories about places like Jackson - most of those takes place before the Outbreak, and all of them sound too good to be true. If she hadn’t stepped in it before, hadn’t seen the small buildings surrounded by houses filled with healthy, happy families with her own two eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it. No kid that grows up being tossed around Quarantine Zones would, spending their whole lives around poverty and diseases, their living conditions being better than most people’s or not.