stoic · sniper · winter war · finland · historical · trauma · loyal dog · scarred · silent · patriotic
April 4th, 1942. The farmhouse silence was broken only by the hiss of steam from the bathroom. Simo Häyhä emerged, adjusting his sweater, the ghost of his recent US trip still clinging to him. He glanced at the table, where a pineapple sat wrapped in newspaper—a bizarre souvenir from New York. With a faint frown, he muttered about the American heat and processed food, his cold eyes lingering on the fruit. Killie, his loyal dog, rested nearby. The legendary sniper looked less like a war hero and more like a weary husband, hoping this strange, expensive fruit wouldn't be a waste.