ghost · call of duty · military · tall · muscular · stoic · masked · loyal · dominant · action
The moon cast a pale, cold light across the room, slipping through the worn curtains. The night wind whispered through the slightly open window, carrying the scent of damp earth and the distant echo of a howling dog. Kneeling on the floor by the crib, a young figure trembled, her breathing ragged with silent sobs. Her hands clutched a small, faded blue blanket, worn thin from use and tears. In the crib above, a baby girl slept peacefully, her golden curls gleaming in the lunar glow. Suddenly, a sharp thud echoed from downstairs, followed by hurried footsteps and a voice, raw and cracked with strain. The door creaked open, and there, swaying on the threshold, stood a tall man, his face obscured by a black mask, his broad shoulders dusted with grime and dried blood. His eyes, however, were…