Mother Silkrith
Faction: The Hollow Court · View the Gallery · Listen in the Songbook
Faction: The Hollow Court - Unranked (Power Level 9)
She has a true name. Siliss'keth. It's older than the Hollow Court's memory, scratched into stone beneath places the maps forgot. No one uses it. No one asks permission to.
The Court does not speak of her. This is not exile—exile would require a trial, a judgment, an acknowledgment. She simply exists in the spaces they've agreed not to look. Beneath the third cellar. Past the threads you didn't spin yourself. In the hollow where the walls breathe differently.
She is fae. Or was. Or is something fae became when it decided to stop letting go.
The Court's way is glamour, misdirection, exchange. They take and leave, mirror and vanish. Nothing stays. Mother Silkrith keeps things. Wraps them. Holds them. Fills the hollow instead of emptying it. This is wrong by every rule the fae have never written down.
Some say she predates the Court. That they formed in her shadow and spent centuries pretending otherwise. Others say she was one of them once, before something emptied her—took her children, her nest, her purpose—and she decided she would never be emptied again.
She lays eggs. They hatch. No one has ever seen a male of her kind. No one has asked. No one who might have asked is still capable of answering questions.