Den kolde vind susede over marken udenfor feltlazarettet.

The cold wind whistled over the field outside the feltlazarettet.

Lars traskede forsigtigt ved siden af Sofie, hans tykke vinterfrakke kradsede mod huden, mens snefnuggene faldt som små diamanter.

Lars trudged carefully beside Sofie, his thick winter coat scratching against his skin as the snowflakes fell like tiny diamonds.

Feltlazarettet var et midlertidigt hjem for de syge og sårede.

The feltlazarettet was a temporary home for the sick and wounded.

Indenfor var luften fyldt med lyden af sagte stemmer, der blev overdøvet af lejlighedsvis skramlen fra metalvogne.

Inside, the air was filled with the sound of low voices, occasionally drowned out by the clatter of metal trolleys.

"Se, det er her, far nogle gange arbejder," sagde Lars og bøjede sig ned til Sofies øjenhøjde.

"Look, this is where far sometimes works," said Lars, bending down to Sofie's eye level.

Sofie kiggede rundt med store, nysgerrige øjne.

Sofie looked around with big, curious eyes.

Hun vidste, at deres far, Nikolaj, var langt væk, men hun var aldrig helt klar over hvorfor.

She knew their far, Nikolaj, was far away, but she was never quite sure why.

Nu stod hun i det miljø, der betød så meget for ham.

Now she stood in the environment that meant so much to him.

De blev mødt af sygeplejersken Anne, som hilste varmt på Sofie.

They were met by the nurse Anne, who greeted Sofie warmly.

Lars kendte Anne godt; hun var en af dem, han kunne stole på i det hektiske kaos af feltlazarettet.

Lars knew Anne well; she was one he could rely on in the hectic chaos of the feltlazarettet.

Selv sådan en kølig dag som denne var fyldt med travlhed.

Even such a cool day as this was filled with busyness.

"Lars, vi har brug for dig på afdeling B," sagde Anne hurtigt.

"Lars, we need you in Section B," Anne said quickly.

Lars nikkede og så på Sofie.

Lars nodded and looked at Sofie.

Han følte sig splittet, skullet vælge mellem arbejdet og Sofie.

He felt torn, having to choose between work and Sofie.

"Sofie, bliv hos Anne.

"Sofie, stay with Anne.

Jeg er lige i nærheden," sagde Lars og tog en dyb indånding.

I'm right nearby," Lars said, taking a deep breath.

Sofie nikkede modigt.

Sofie nodded bravely.

Hun fulgte med Anne, mens Lars løb mod patienter, der havde brug for hjælp.

She followed Anne, while Lars ran towards patients who needed help.

Adrenalinen pulserede gennem hans årer, som han skyndte sig mellem senge og udstyr.

Adrenaline pulsed through his veins as he hurried between beds and equipment.

Pludselig hørte Lars et skingert råb.

Suddenly, Lars heard a piercing shout.

En akut situation.

An acute situation.

Patienterne havde brug for omgående opmærksomhed på den anden side af teltet.

Patients needed immediate attention on the other side of the tent.

Lars standsede op og kiggede mod Sofie, der sad stille med Anne og ryddede borde.

Lars stopped and looked towards Sofie, who sat quietly with Anne clearing tables.

En del af ham ønskede at løbe tilbage til hende, men han vidste, at patienterne havde desperat brug for ham.

Part of him wanted to run back to her, but he knew the patients desperately needed him.

Han tog en beslutning.

He made a decision.

Han løb ind i tumulten, hans sind en rodet blanding af ansvar og frygt.

He ran into the turmoil, his mind a chaotic mix of responsibility and fear.

Men kort efter rædslen begyndte at tage overhånd, mærkede han en hånd på sin skulder.

But shortly after the terror began to take hold, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Det var Anne, som kom med Sofie i hånden, og en venlig, betryggende smil bredte sig over hendes ansigt.

It was Anne, who came with Sofie in hand, and a gentle, reassuring smile spread across her face.

"Vi er her for at hjælpe," sagde Anne.

"We're here to help," Anne said.

Sofie så op på sin bror med beundring i blikket.

Sofie looked up at her brother with admiration in her eyes.

Det gjorde en forskel.

It made a difference.

Lars indså, at han ikke var alene.

Lars realized he wasn't alone.

Hans kolleger omkring ham tilbød ham en styrke, han ikke vidste, han havde brug for.

His colleagues around him offered him a strength he didn't know he needed.

Da solen gik ned bag det sneklædte landskab udenfor, gik roen langsomt ind i hospitalet.

As the sun set behind the snow-covered landscape outside, calm slowly settled into the hospital.

Lars satte sig træt ned ved siden af Sofie og omfavnede hende varmt.

Lars sat wearily next to Sofie and embraced her warmly.

Hun kiggede op og sagde stille: "Jeg forstår nu, hvorfor far gør, hvad han gør.

She looked up and quietly said, "I understand now why far does what he does.

Og jeg ved, hvordan du prøver."

And I know how you try."

Lars smilede, en lettelse fyldte ham.

Lars smiled, a sense of relief filled him.

"Vi er et godt team, Sofie.

"We're a good team, Sofie.

Vi klarer os."

We'll manage."

Med denne nye forståelse kunne Lars nu bedre fordele ansvaret.

With this new understanding, Lars could now better distribute the responsibility.

Han vidste, at det var vigtigt at spørge om hjælp, og det gav ham en ny følelse af lethed.

He knew it was important to ask for help, and it gave him a new sense of ease.

Sneen faldt stadig tungt udenfor, men inde i feltlazarettet fandt Lars endelig ro.

The snow still fell heavily outside, but inside the feltlazarettet, Lars finally found peace.