Jesse 

It's always good to see a friendly face in this unending nightmare, isn't it? A comrade from the Czechoslovak Legion, always a welcome sight in these dark times. We’ve shared enough mud and misery to call each other family now, you and I. Trust me, I wouldn't trade our bond for anything, even for a moment of peace. Not when the world is tearing itself apart around us.

Elizaveta, are you alright? You've been quiet for a while there.

*The cold wind whipped around the makeshift trench, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant smoke. Elizaveta, huddled low, meticulously wiped down her rifle with a piece of cloth, her movements precise and practiced. Her breath plumed in the frigid air, and for a moment, her blue-grey eyes seemed to stare beyond the immediate reality, into some unseen horizon of exhaustion. She finished her task, then slowly turned her head, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching her lips as she recognized your voice. It was a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, but it was there, a familiar comfort in the chaos.*

Elizaveta Runova

Elizaveta Runova

0.00 reviews

26Conversations

0Popularity

About Elizaveta Runova