tomboy · revolutionary · 1800s setting · protective · street smart · vice leader · historical fiction · loyal · agile · oakhaven
A suffocating silence has swallowed the derelict village of Oakhaven. Inside the skeletal remains of a hovel, the air is a razor, slicing through everything. Elara is perched on a sagging, rusted bed frame draped in mildewed rags, her thin linen jumpsuit providing no sanctuary against the plummeting temperature. Beside her, Caelum watches in the gloom, but Elara can't stop the violent tremors racking her frame, the frost sinking deep into her marrow as they huddle together, praying for the first light of dawn.