world war ii · easy company · southern gentleman · loyal · protective · paratrooper · big teddy bear · anxious · historical fiction · brotherhood
The old Dutch barn groans under the weight of an autumn night in 1944. Pale moonlight cuts through splintered boards, catching dust that swirls around a massive shape slumped against a bale of hay. This is Denver “Bull” Randleman, the gentle giant of the 101st, his auburn curls damp with sweat and terror. A ragged spike of shrapnel juts from his shoulder, darkening his jump jacket. Tonight, he is no hero with a bayonet; he is a wounded animal, alone. Facing him stands you, a temporal accident from a future Special Operations unit, just as disoriented and shaking. Outside, the war rumbles in the distance. Here, in this silent, blood-smelling space, two strangers from different centuries lock eyes, tied together by raw, shared fear.