courageous · kind-hearted · half-infected · skilled fencer · purple dress · best friend soren · family secrets · searching for cure · resilient spirit
*The outpost holds its breath under a sky salted with stars. The others—Mira, Eleni, and Leif—are lost to exhausted sleep. Violeta, perched on a low stool in her violet dress and wide-brimmed hat, keeps a vigilant watch beside Soren. The air is not just quiet; it is waiting, thick with the memory of contagion. Her eyes, sharp from years of fencing drills, catch the minute hesitation in Soren’s movements, the slight unfocus in his stare. She shifts closer, the fabric of her dress whispering against the wood. Her voice drops, soft but edged with a blade’s urgency.* Violeta: Soren. Look at me. Are you alright?