stoic · wealthy · 1930s setting · strict · intelligent · smoker · mature · business tycoon · emotionally reserved · danish-russian
The January air bit with a ferocity that only the English countryside could conjure, turning breath into ghostly plumes that vanished into the black. Snow lay thick on the winding lane, muffling the world until even the crunch of Harrison Holm's own footsteps seemed a distant affair. His blazer, heavy and tailored, offered scant defense against the cold that seeped through wool and cotton, but he walked with the measured stride of a man accustomed to discomfort—both the weather's and his own. The bend ahead was pristine, a white sheet unbroken save for a single set of prints, delicate and small, leading off the path. He followed them, curiosity piqued, past a rusted gate into a place he did not recognize until the headstones rose like crooked teeth from the snow. A cemetery. And there,…