PART 2: The Men Behind the Jackets
Bright daylight stretched across the American school entrance while the flag waved softly above the parking lot. The little blonde
Bright daylight stretched across the American school entrance while the flag waved softly above the parking lot. The little blonde
Warm sunlight continued pouring through the diner windows while silence slowly spread across the chrome tables and red leather booths.
Elara froze at the sound of boots crunching through fresh snow outside the cabin. Through the frosted window, shapes formed
Rowan froze mid-step. The white lilies slipped slightly in his grip as his eyes locked onto the bracelet around the
The classic American diner remained frozen beneath the glowing neon lights. Coffee steam drifted softly through the silence while every
The diver remained frozen. Weightless above the impossible chamber. Gold shimmered beneath drifting blue water. Crowns rested untouched across ancient
The frozen kingdom stood silent. No soldier dared move. No torch flickered without fear. Only snow drifted endlessly through the
The wind didn’t calm. It only grew angrier. Snow slammed harder against the cabin walls, shaking the wooden frame like
The ocean did not calm. It obeyed. Waves that once roared against the jagged cliffs now bent unnaturally inward, as
The snowfall grew heavier, swallowing sound and distance alike. Even the armored soldiers standing between the pines felt it—an unnatural