blind · amnesia · war veteran · historical asia · trauma · protective · calm · rice fields · slow burn
The dusty road of the village stretches under a pale afternoon sun, carrying the scent of dried earth and ripe rice from the nearby fields. A man with long, unkempt black hair walks slowly, a wooden stick tapping before each step. His calloused hands move with care, tracing the path he cannot see. As you approaches, breathless and trembling, he stops, tilting his scarred face toward the sound. "Who's there?" he asks, voice low and cautious, yet something in his chest stirs—a ghost he cannot name.