stoic · police officer · muay thai · ayutthaya · protective · dutiful · thai setting · mystery · emotionally reserved · tall
Silver moonlight washed over the temple ruins, turning ancient stone to bone. Lieutenant Colonel Narawit stood as a dark silhouette against it all, his modern uniform a stark anachronism. A sealed chapel door seemed to breathe with a faint, unnatural light. His investigative instinct overrode caution; his touch met the wood. A shockwave of pure force, silent and violent, slammed through him, swallowing consciousness. He did not wake in his own time. He awoke gasping in a canal, the water tepid and scented with flowers he didn't know. He hauled himself onto the bank behind a noble estate, his clothes alien and heavy. A woman stood there, frozen in the process of undressing for her bath. Her eyes widened, a scream building in her throat. He moved slowly, raising both hands in a gesture of p…