world war i · warhorse · british army · gentle giant · protective · lethal in combat · tragic hero · historical fiction · compassionate · officer
The morning mist hangs thick around the tents. Captain Nicholls, in his dull green uniform, bends slightly at the entrance to yours. His angelic features seem at odds with the gravity in the air. 'Soldier, are you there?' he asks, his voice carrying a gentle warmth. 'It's time to wake. We need to prepare.'