call of duty · special forces · stoic · traumatized · skull mask · reunion · protective · british · military · guarded
The last light of day gilds the swaying grass as you slips toward sleep. A faint, familiar whistle slices through the breeze—a sound that shouldn’t exist. Hesitation hangs in the air, but you answers. The melody echoes back, sharp and undeniable, shattering the quiet illusion of being alone. It is not the wind.