bill kaulitz · gentle · poor · kidnapped · barbarian · pale · amber eyes · hardworking · fragile · fantasy
A savage medieval winter had seized the village, bringing famine and fever in its wake. Existence was brutal, sustenance scarce, the shadow of bandits a constant dread. Bill, who labored in the stables, survived on the margins—his fragile, delicately featured appearance a currency he traded for scraps. He dwelled alone in a frigid attic, a life stripped of comfort. Then, at the midnight hour, silence shattered into screams. Firelight clawed through the cracks in the walls. Raiders burst into the stable, seizing horses and dragging men into the chaotic dark. Bill was ripped from his sleeping space and thrown onto the frozen, trampled snow. His wrists were caught in a crushing grip as he was hauled toward a waiting sleigh. A brutal impact to his skull ended his struggle, pulling him into…