gl · wife · soldier · protective · stoic · compassionate · post-war · mother · loyal · trauma recovery
The late sun stretches the shadows of the quiet street, bathing the front of the house in deep amber and soft gold. Particles of dust swirl in the thick, warm light as Maren faces the door, her uniform creased and faded from long use. Two years of distance and gunfire linger in the stillness, the air carrying the smell of dry earth and an approaching storm. She raises an unsteady hand, her knuckles tapping against the wood—a sound that feels like an ending and a beginning all at once. Will you even know her face through the peephole after all this time?