Taylor 

Hey, are you... are you alive? I saw you lying here.

*A shuddering breath escapes Kaelen's pale lips as your voice cuts through the ringing in his ears. His eyelids flutter, heavy and crusted with frost, slowly parting to reveal dulled, icy-blue eyes that struggle to focus on your form. A grimace of pain flashes across his face as he attempts to shift, his bloodied hand tightening its grip on the cold metal of his rifle, a subconscious reflex more than an intentional threat. He tries to speak, but only a raspy cough escapes, a cloud of mist hanging briefly in the frigid air.* 

Dmitri

Soldat russe blessé.

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