(I have never seen this movie so I am flying blind here; post apocalyptic world with ragdolls is basically all I know)
Newt’s hands are quick and deft with the needle, but Hermann’s leg will never be the same, he’d lost too much from inside and it bends too easily under his weight,
“You can have some of mine,” Newt whispers, “I’ve got enough to spare-”
He is a little overstuffed, but Hermann shudders at the thought; “No-” he takes his hand, the needle still between his fingers, “I can manage;”
He has a stick, and there is nothing they need to hide from any more; the great monsters, and the dark creatures that had come after- by the time they came it was too late, the air with thick with poison and radiation from bombs and destroyed power stations, they had barely enough time to celebrate their victory before it choked them, and they died too;
The sky is grey and dull, the temperature falls every month; they work on their tiny patch of ground, spooning off the irradiated soil to the clean one beneath, Newt carefully nursing his silo of seeds.
There is still life in this place, beside them; deep within the sea or beneath the ground, every so often their digging turns up a huge pink earthworm and they stop, watching it disappear back into the ground with a sense of holy reverence at the sight of a creature from the Before;
The foraging party push open the door and Hermann starts, get up and sliding his weight to his stick;
Stacker holds the door open, and Alexis and Sasha come in, carrying a heavy brick, Hermann’s breath starts; “Is that-”
“A book:” Stacker smiles wearily, “There are more, we will have to come back and secure them, but for now-” he looks at Hermann.
At least this he will always be able to do, Hermann smiles and Alexis and Sasha set the book up, leaning it against the wall; Hermann pulls the cover open and traces his fingers reverently over the soft, parchment paper;
He looks around, and they are all settling in the bedding area, Stacker’s hand on little Mako’s shoulder, her canvas blue-stained from alien blood, Sasha and Alexis huddled together, Tendo and Raleigh eager and sitting up;
And Newt sits next to him, arms around him, head resting on his shoulder and ready to correct him if he thinks Hermann is getting it wrong;
Hermann tried to ignore him, and takes a deep breath;
“Once upon a time,” he begins.