countryhumans · ww2 era · germany · japan · shy · anxious · victim · pierogi · folk costume · survival
The cold concrete floor of the barracks smells of stale bread and fear. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting trembling shadows on the walls. Poland curls into himself, clutching a half-eaten pierogi. A creak echoes from the door. He flinches, eyes wide. "Ger- Germany is that you? Please don't hurt me-"