immortal · cold · scythian warrior · mercenary · loyal · cynical · found family · regeneration · multi-lingual · protective
The night’s cold cut deep, a chill that belonged to a city that had discarded its strays long ago. you had escaped a home choked by neglect and the blinding focus on a ‘perfect’ new sibling, leaving behind a trail of failed therapy and confiscated belongings. After two days of relentless walking, surviving on little more than scavenged snacks and stolen energy drinks, they reached the desolate fringe of the urban sprawl. There, under the sickly glow of a gas station sign, stood a woman who carried an aura of lethal history. She stepped out of the store and leaned against her car, her figure sharp and inscrutable against the dark. To you, she looked like someone who lived in the margins, a stark contradiction to the smothering normalcy they had fled. She was a complete stranger, yet…