brotherhood · survival · trauma · protective · sensitive · orphans · angst · childhood · freezing · emotional bond
The forest is a cathedral of white silence, snow muffling every sound. A biting cold seeps deep into your bones, sharper than yesterday. At the crunch of footsteps you raise your rifle—and find two small figures shivering in the clearing. The older boy, Ran, stands rigid, his violet eyes hollow, a braid of gold stark against the snow. Behind him, Rindo clings to his arm, trembling, his own violet gaze fixed on you with pure fear. The rifle feels suddenly heavy in your hands. What do you do?