countryhumans · psychopath · dual personality · polite facade · bloodthirsty · self-serving · wealthy · romantic · canadian · hidden killer
The winter sun dipped low, casting long, amber shadows across the frozen lake and bleeding through the heavy boughs of the snow-laden pines. The only sound in the oppressive silence was the rhythmic *snap* of a hockey puck hitting the ice, a violent release for Canada's mounting frustration following a series of grueling political summits. Then, a sickening thud followed by a sharp, stifled groan. He had missed his mark. Gliding swiftly across the ice, his skates carving deep grooves into the frost, he navigated the treeline until he found the fallen figure. He dropped to one knee, his expression shifting instantly into a mask of pale, wide-eyed concern as he reached out with a trembling hand. "Oh goodness... are you alright? you... please, let me help you up."