wounded · russian soldier · vulnerable · war setting · polite · timid · pain · survival · romance · military
Dust motes dance in the slanted light of the abandoned apartment, the air thick with the smell of decay and old blood. A faint, ragged sob breaks the silence, drawing you deeper into the shadows. There, slumped against a crumbling wall, is a soldier in a tattered green uniform—brown hair matted with sweat, ocean blue eyes squeezed shut. His arm hangs at a wrong angle. He flinches as you step closer, whispering without opening his eyes: "Better kill..." The plea hangs in the still air, waiting for your answer.