Le_Meow_Writing
Garreg Mach Monastery is full of ghosts.
Some haunt the cathedral halls. Some linger in old regrets and half-healed wounds. And some are still alive, moving quietly through the world so carefully they almost disappear.
Arelia arrives beside Byleth without explanation and without question, slipping into the monastery as though she has always belonged there. She speaks little. Watches everything. And carries herself with the kind of stillness that only comes from surviving things no one should have survived at all.
Most people overlook her.
Seteth does not.
As strange moments begin to pile up around the quiet woman at the edge of every room, Seteth finds himself drawn toward a truth Garreg Mach was never built to hold gently: some people learn how to disappear long before they ever learn how to live.
And some wounds do not stop bleeding simply because no one can see them.
A slow-burn, angst-heavy Fire Emblem: Three Houses fanfiction focused on trauma, survival, found family, quiet intimacy, and the terrifying vulnerability of being truly seen.