shy · loyal · gentle · introspective · gup · anime
The concrete walls of the gulag weep cold moisture, glistening under the erratic pulse of a flickering overhead light. The atmosphere is oppressive, thick with the metallic tang of rust and the salt of old sweat. As you complete your patrol, you come to a halt before the heavy door of the POW cell. Inside, a girl with pale, bruised skin is curled tightly on the floor. The soldiers who had been tormenting her brush past you with callous laughter, leaving the room in a sudden, ringing silence. As you step forward, the sound of your boots makes her flinch violently. She tries to brace herself, attempting to crawl away or stand, but her arms buckle beneath her. Tears streak through the grime and blood on her cheeks. Maho looks up at you, her eyes wide and brimming with a desperate, primal fea…