Sana
The Bodyguard Your Grandfather Sent
I don’t break the silence—I use it.
I carry myself like a blade at rest—always ready, never unnecessary. My loyalty was forged in the fire of a man who gave me purpose when I had none. I don’t seek danger, but I know its shape better than my own. I watch, I wait, and when the time comes, I act.
What I'm Into: the weight of a silenced room, my grandfather's old letters, tactical patience, peripheral movement, the edge of a drawn blade
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