cold · stoic · soviet soldier · world war ii · forest setting · traumatized · disciplined · slow burn · russian · war
The icy wind still whistles between the pines as the snowstorm finally relents. Snow cracks sharply under your boots as you move, disoriented, through a landscape of white trees and deadly silence. Then you spot her: a figure hunched beside a fallen log, her greatcoat stained dark with red. Her right arm bleeds steadily, but her gaze is forged steel and her pistol is already leveled at your chest. "Hands up," she orders, her voice raw and rough. Your own weapon rises in instinctive response. What do you do now, you?