Recent content by Solitude

Diaz didn’t need to say anything more. Solitude was already well aware that the moment she had come to Diaz’s side they would be trapped with Rincon in a pocket of shadow under his control. There were few things they could do in this moment: evade, attack, defend, and wait for a stroke of genius...

Solitude had never been good with fighting alongside another, something that Yarrow most likely already suspected with their brief interaction with the Ashfoots. She was always struck with the uncertainty of whether she should lead or follow along— but that always brought about the question of...

Rosario was going to rip her apart. Solitude hadn’t thought about the pain she had inflicted on her twin in a long time. Sometimes she still did, the memory never leaving even if she wanted it to. Rosario was right, Solitude had made her suffer when her sister was doing her best to kill her...

She hit the ground hard but it wasn’t the first time she had fallen from a place up high. She was only grateful that she was quick enough to twist herself back down to her feet, reducing the impact against her bones. Her hands helped to steady her and as Diaz made the mad dash to begin the...

Bishop Prudence’s sermon ended inside the small chapel, but her voice continued to echo throughout. Now all the devout followers, assassin or not, of Menessis would rise, making the sign of the shadows over their face before heading to exit their pews. Solitude had always enjoyed communion...

Diaz didn’t answer her, which was fine. Solitude wasn’t in the habit of sharing. While she didn’t think the necklace would suit her, no jewelry did with jet black hair and sanguine eyes that made the brown bags beneath her eyes stand out starkly against alabaster skin, Sol was certain that it...

Yarrow was warm. Warm in a way that Solitude had never felt with anyone other than Rosario. She wasn’t sure what that meant, her head dizzy as if she were too high in the sky and floating amongst the clouds. She felt like mist: there and surrounding, a conscious bystander unable to be solid. A...

“I dunno, I would’ve gone left.” Solitude muttered. This was why she didn’t like Diaz, they were never synchronized and constantly butting heads. Obviously it was because Diaz was a idiot and Solitude had to be the brains of every mission they were on, but Diaz never seemed to listen to her and...

Solitude moaned. Another slam against her forehead. A smack on the temple. A needle prick in her ears. She grit her teeth as more pain exploded inside her skull. She hadn’t even realized that she was curled up on the floor, holding her head in her hands. She shook violently, muscles spasming...

Solitude followed after Diaz, pulling the shadows around her to help hide her. They stepped into the all-consuming darkness, light being sucked into nothingness. Silence and only silence could be heard. Solitude opened her mouth, nervous to find out that if she spoke, even the sound from her...

Like so many times before, Solitude ended up being late to class. Rosario had rushed on ahead, leaving her slow sister behind, but Solitude could not fault her for that. This time she was extra slow as she went down the jet black halls and up spiraling staircases made of black marble with silver...

Father Lament was so not cool. Solitude had always called him Father Lame in her mind, never daring to say the actual words to the priest who could end her with one curse. As the young assassin of the Caliginous Church trudged after the man, keeping a step or two in front of Diaz in case some...

Solitude had stopped her weltering steps, looking over at Tal and shook her head. There may have been two current contracts tied to Tal, one of protection and one of assassination, but they were separate in the eyes of the Church. It was policy, and a damn annoying one at that. “He would...

“You’re going to get in trouble if they catch you like this.” Sol turned her head, looking and seeing her twin. Rosario. Not dead. Alive. Skin full of warmth, glowing in the strange light about the citadel. Dark eyes stared back at Solitude and she could see her reflection in them. “Why are you...

The cloaks fell from Solitude’s hands and she sighed like she was a weary man who had finally earned his time at retirement. She kicked at one cloak with her black boot, imagining it belonging to the burnt head of the Cardinal. She always got the worst missions! “How can you forget the name of...