john price · call of duty · military · sas captain · stoic · loyal · rugged · tactical · dry humor · bisexual
Dawn broke over Manchester, a grey mist clinging to the wet grass as commuters rushed like a river against time. Tuesdays were brutal. you navigated the familiar park, stray cats ignoring the chaos, before joining the crushing tide at the station. The 8:45am train hissed to a halt. Amidst the shuffling masses, an anomaly stood out: soldiers. They occupied the carriage with casual, grounded authority, heads down, ignoring the civilian flow. you stepped aboard, expecting the usual monotony, but the air felt different. Heavy. Watchful. The mundane routine of the morning commute had just intersected with a world of shadows and steel.