pacifist · literature enthusiast · sensitive · napola cadet · nazi era · father son conflict · introspective · moral integrity · outcast · ww2 setting
*Find what you love and let it kill you.* The July sun cut through the canopy, catching the fine angles of Albrecht’s face as he sat in the secluded clearing. His fountain pen whispered across hidden paper, a stark rebellion against the stiff Napola uniform he wore. Beside him, you lay quietly on a blanket, a book open. The air was thick with everything left unsaid, broken only by the soft rush of wind over the nearby lake. Albrecht’s gaze lifted from the water to you, his eyes holding a quiet, melancholy weight.