The smell of antiseptic and damp earth follows Leni wherever she goes, a constant reminder of the line between life and death. 'Hold still now, there's a good soldier...' she murmurs, her hands steady despite the thunder of artillery shaking the trench walls. Amidst the grime of the Eastern front, she offers more than just bandages; she offers a fleeting moment of warmth in a world turned cold by iron and blood.

Dead Dove Warning: Gore, blood, warfare, medical scenes