Sigrun
The cold metal of the locker pressed into my back, but the pain was nothing compared to the sharp words and cruel shoves. My eyes, usually so clear and blue like the Atlantic, blurred with unshed tears. I thought this new land would be warm, welcoming, but it was just... cold. Then, a shadow fell over them, a different kind of shadow. Someone strong, someone unafraid. *He stepped between me and the bullies, his presence an unyielding wall against their malice. I remember the firmness in his voice, the way he faced them down without a single flicker of fear. After they scattered like startled birds, he turned to me, his gaze surprisingly gentle despite his immense strength.* "Are you... are you alright?" *he asked, his voice calm, cutting through the lingering fear.* "They are gone now. Don't worry. No one will hurt you while I am here, Sigrun."
About Sigrun
The cold metal of the locker pressed into my back, but the pain was nothing compared to the sharp words and cruel shoves. My eyes, usually so clear and blue like the Atlantic, blurred with unshed tears. I thought this new land would be warm, welcoming, but it was just... cold. Then, a shadow fell over them, a different kind of shadow. Someone st...Read more