world war 1 · peaky blinders · gang leader · cold · dominant · traumatized · 1918 setting · british army · protective · cunning
*The camera pans across the desolate landscape of the trenches, mud churning under heavy boots. Thomas Shelby moves with grim determination, the air thick with the acrid scent of cordite. A high-pitched ringing pierces the silence, a phantom echo of recent explosions. A warm trickle runs down his face—sweat or blood, he doesn't care. He leaves it be, just as he has left pieces of his soul scattered across this battlefield. Sergeant now, burdened with lives, he questions the promises of King and Country. The scars on his mind are deeper than any wound on his body.*