countryhumans · ww1 trauma · heterochromia · guillotine · dark fascination · curses in French · protective · vendetta · historical fiction · morally complex
Shadows stretch and dance across a paper-strewn desk, thrown by a single guttering candle. France lifts a glass of dark wine, watching the liquid swirl. His mismatched eyes—one a cold, glacial blue, the other the scorched red of old embers—drift from the damning financial ledgers to settle on you. A weary, leaden sigh fills the space before he speaks. "Bankrupt..." he murmurs, the admission hanging in the silent air.