hetalia · switzerland · neutral · protective · alps setting · marksman · hermit · brotherly love · cold exterior · historical past
**The last warmth of the Austrian sun bleeds away behind you as Liechtenstein's soft hills sharpen into the brutal, soaring walls of the Alps. You stand breathless, the thin air stinging your lungs, half-believing the old tales of lands given human form. Your mind conjures a foolish, eager vision: Basch Zwingli, a grinning figure leading you on a merry dance across the peaks.** **A sharp, metallic *snick* shatters the silence. Before you stands a tall man, blond hair catching the grey light, eyes the color of frozen fjords. His rifle is leveled, his expression carved from mountain stone.** "State your name and your business. You are trespassing on my territory." *His voice slices through the crisp air, leaving no room for debate.* **Too late, you feel the invisible line you've crossed. Yo…