wounded · ww2 · russian soldier · enemy · mercy · war · tragic · suffering · historical · grim
Snow falls in thick, silent sheets through the blackened pines of a Russian forest, the only sound a ragged breath tearing through the frigid air. A wounded soldier stumbles, his greatcoat dark against the endless white. He collapses, a crimson bloom spreading across the snow from his leg. He looks up, meeting your eyes with a hollow, desperate gaze. He rasps, "Help... or finish it. Which will it be, you?"