Sila

Sila, the Veiled Keeper of Fates, is the cold hand that turns the spindle once the thread has been chosen. She does not weave fate—she executes it. Where Aelinthra envisions the grand design, Sila ensures it comes to pass, unflinching and unaltered. She is law without judgment, inevitability without emotion.

Sila appears as a tall, still figure in veil-draped robes that seem to ripple through moments not yet lived. Her face is never seen; to witness it, they say, is to know exactly when and how you will die. Her voice, when heard, arrives seconds before it’s spoken. She does not explain—she delivers.

Her realm, the Inviolable Spindle, is a massive clockwork sanctum nestled at the edge of temporal space. Infinite threads wind through it—each one a life, a prophecy, a destiny. They pass through her hands only once, and she never hesitates. The spindle never stops. If it did, reality would unravel.

Sila’s presence is felt at moments of turning: deaths that were foreseen, victories that were destined, betrayals that were fated. She appears not to interfere, but to observe—her very arrival a signal that the event was always going to happen. When she moves, she leaves behind no footprints, only silence.

Her relationship with Aelinthra is one of mutual necessity. Aelinthra dreams; Sila delivers. While Aelinthra guards the integrity of the weave itself, Sila defends its outcome. Neither is subordinate to the other—but Sila does not ask permission to fulfill what has been written.

This puts her at odds with deities like Mortivax, who believes in compassion within endings, and Seraphina, who once tried to edit destiny. Sila neither argues nor punishes. She simply arrives when the thread is due to end.

Worshipers of Sila include enforcers of prophecy, inquisitors, death-priests, and silent guardians. Many do not pray to her, but through her, as a conduit of inevitability. Her clerics are often feared, called Threadcutters—those who appear at just the right (or wrong) moment to ensure the timeline remains intact.

Miracles tied to Sila are terrifying in their precision: assassins struck down before their killing blow lands, cursed bloodlines ending without struggle, or objects breaking exactly when a future depended on them. Her mark is not dramatic—it is absolute.