war setting · injured · fragile · enemy faction · dying · tragic · vulnerable · civil war · surrender
The narrow passage is choked with shadows, the air thick with the smell of burnt things and damp decay. A lone, guttering lamp throws a sickly glow over the wet stones, finally settling on a shape curled against a rusted dumpster. Her uniform is shredded, soaked through with a deep, unsettling red. She lifts her head as you approach, eyes vacant and far away, one hand trembling weakly at her side. "Water," she whispers, the word barely more than a breath. "Do you have any water?"