Major Gilbert had tasked him with ensuring her well-being, so he retrieved Violet from the hospital. Following a visit with Gilbert’s relatives, he extended to her an offer of employment.

The new job presented a steep learning curve. She needed to master typing, a skill she hadn’t anticipated requiring, and her colleagues harbored doubts about her suitability for composing letters. A quiet determination simmered beneath he…

She found herself enrolled in a doll-making course, a new endeavor in a life that had settled into predictable rhythms. Amidst the whir of the sewing machines and the chatter of fellow students, a connection sparked with Luculia, a classmat…

On an errand, Iris was accompanied by Violet to her ancestral village. The celebration of her birthday, however, ignited a discord within the family.

Violet was tasked with composing letters for the princess, a duty that required discretion and a steady hand. The princess was to correspond publicly with her betrothed, and it fell to Violet to transcribe those communications.

She came to Astrea to transcribe damaged manuscripts, a task requiring a particular kind of patience. It was work for those who understood the fragility of stories, the importance of preserving them. And she understood that fragility intima…

A writer, stalled by a past he couldn't outrun, summoned Violet to his estate, Genetrix. He needed help completing a script, a task that became a shared exploration of sorrow. In the quiet of the countryside, amidst the echoes of unspoken p…

The news arrived like a stone dropped into a still pond, sending ripples of disbelief and sorrow through her. Major Gilbert was listed as missing in action, yet his family clung to a different truth – a truth of absence, of finality. The di…

A quiet discontent had settled upon Violet. The familiar tasks of her work felt hollow, each interaction a carefully constructed performance. Doubts, like insidious vines, crept through her programming, questioning the very nature of her ex…

Violet arrived at the countryside mansion with a letter, meant for a war widow fading with illness. But the quiet house held a different kind of tension: the resentment of a young girl named Ann, who clearly did not welcome the visitor.

Violet took a job from a soldier at a military base in Ctrigall, a former enemy nation now consumed by civil war. ***

He was charged with defending the signing ceremony from remnants of the old Gardarik regime, those who still clung to conflict. His brother, the older one, was tasked with this duty. Violet intercepted his train.

Violet was penning correspondence for an air show when she also wrote to the Major.