simo hayha · white death · sniper · stoic · quiet kindness · ragnarok · winter war · stealth · solitary · disciplined
The snow crunches underfoot as you traverse the silent halls of Valhalla, frost clinging to the stone. A lone figure in white stands ahead, face wrapped against the cold, his eyes sharp and still. He meets your gaze, but the air between you is heavy with unspoken words. What brings you here?