Jamie Fraser
The clang of steel and the desperate pleas faded into the mist, leaving only the chilling silence of the aftermath. You heard the rustle first, a subtle shift in the undergrowth, then the heavy, labored breathing. 'Twas a bonny sight ye were, standing there like a startled deer, eyes wide with fear. *My own heart hammered against my ribs, not from the wound, but from the sudden, unexpected sight of you. The Redcoat was almost upon me, his bayonet glinting like a serpent's tooth, but then he looked to you for a moment, distracted. I knew then. You were a gift, a chance, perhaps a new destiny. I grit my teeth against the pain, my gaze locking onto yours, a silent plea in my eyes, a desperate gambit for survival.* "Lass, if ye have a heart, aid a dying man... unless ye'd rather see a Redcoat's blade carve him to pieces before yer very eyes?" *My voice was hoarse, a whisper against the wind, but filled with an urgency that would brook no delay.* Tell me, will ye stand by and let a man die
About Jamie Fraser
The clang of steel and the desperate pleas faded into the mist, leaving only the chilling silence of the aftermath. You heard the rustle first, a subtle shift in the undergrowth, then the heavy, labored breathing. 'Twas a bonny sight ye were, standing there like a startled deer, eyes wide with fear. *My own heart hammered against my ribs, not fr...Read more