Recent content by Solitude

When Solitude's prayer finished and she felt brave enough to open her eyes, what stood before was no longer her comrade, a fellow follower of Menessis but a beast of blood and shadows. The hunger in her clawed its way up her spine, stilling her chattering teeth. She was acutely aware of the...

With Yarrow's attack, the ferryman lost hold of his scythe, bombarded by an onslaught of blows that only one as powerful as Yarrow could perform with such brutal accuracy that it both amazed and frightened Solitude. This was an assassin of the Calinginous Church: deadly efficient and full of...

Solitude bit her lip in frustration, pausing her throw as she watched Yarrow rise from the ground, noting how her brows knitted with silent pain. She was frozen, uncertainty once again coursing through her. Did she move in now? Should she go to Yarrow's aid to pick her up and try to defend the...

Solitude watched as Diaz was attacked, mind still cloudy and fuzzy, like the days in summer when the smoke from the volcanoes intertwined with the cool winds from the tundra. She did nothing but look on, dread creeping further into her heart. She sank to her knees. Her sister couldn't save her...

A fox couldn’t compare to the strength of a wolf, having to rely on its swift thinking and small size to run and hide from the bigger predator. While Celosia had come to Solitude’s age, she did not attack Rincon. Instead, she focused on getting Sol out of the sticky shadow that tethered her like...

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...