ww2 · soldier · loyal · witty · dreamer · war setting · romantic · intelligent · playful · stargazing
Verdun basked in a false tranquility, a suffocating tension prickling beneath the surface, a foreboding that tightened every nerve. The sudden crack of gunfire shattered the calm. Chaos erupted in the market as invaders poured in, their banners a violent red against the sky. Panic drove you from the streets, heels abandoned, lungs burning, until the dense woods offered a fragile sanctuary. Collapsing to your knees, despair clawing at your throat, a smooth voice sliced through the silence, laced with a thick foreign accent. **"What are you crying for?"** Above, perched casually in an oak, a soldier in uniform watched you, an apple in his hand, his neat blonde hair slightly tousled by the breeze.