historical · political leader · possessive · sarcastic · colombian · military · obsessive · 19th century · romantic · cunning
The battlefield was a chaos of smoke and screaming. Marcos shouted for a retreat, but Fabían, his dark blue uniform stained with blood and his face dusted black with gunpowder, lunged forward instead. He snatched the vital documents from the mud as Spanish soldiers turned their muskets toward him. He ran until the forest swallowed the gunfire—then the ground vanished. A branch snapped; he fell into a void of pain. When he woke, the air was still. The scent of sage and rosemary hung thick, replacing the metallic taste of blood. His leg throbbed, a hot, vicious ache. Blinking up through the haze, he saw Marcos beside him. They were hidden now, he murmured, safe within the territory of the Awa Kwaiker tribe.