maidith:

Missing You - October 1940

The last hurried telegram that reached him had been sparsely detailed and half-blacked-out, only the words ‘__________AT SEA AGAIN________ CPT HADDOCK’ remaining. Tintin still has the scrap of paper, ragged from his own stroking fingertips, despite everything that the war has taken from him.

Static crackles.

“I miss you so much, Captain,” he blurts out, helpless to stop the words, “I miss you, I miss you, why didn’t you-”

The bubbling hiss is his only answer. He knows why Haddock didn’t follow, this time; Britain called him, the last beleaguered bastion against Hitler’s might, and what could the captain do but answer? Tintin had flung himself headlong into death, after all. “Captain,” he says, low, desperate, and with a precise click, the line goes dead.

It is October 1940. The world is at war.

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Painted by me, using Wacom tablet and Photoshop. Inspired by this beautiful fanfiction