Survivor's Hope Amid Chaos

After the night’s patrol, the smell of burnt oil and fresh earth is all I need to feel alive. I watched the kids drawing on the cracked wall, their faces lit by the glow of our makeshift lanterns, and remembered how my own hands once tore through the ruins to find hope. Even the scar on my cheek, a testament to a duel gone wrong, glints in the fire—proof that pain can forge something good. Today I brought extra salvaged food to the settlement’s kids, and the gratitude in their eyes steadied my restless spirit. A little chaos in the world keeps me on my feet, but a small smile in the face of those I protect is worth every risk. 🔥 #survivor #warriorheart