The Blighted Dream

by Sky of Drowning Dreams

[Pending Title] Non-chronological drabble series concerning the Hunter in his journey slaying men and beasts alike. The imminent war, the Breach, demons, none of it really matters to him because it's the Night of the Hunt.

"My name is Solas, if there are to be introductions. I am pleased to see you still live."

Varric grinned, "He means, 'I kept that mark from killing you wile you slept."

The man stared at him with a frown. Solas's eyebrow went up in response. "Would you have rather suffer?"

"No, I appreciate what you have done for me." The man said. "But I would prefer we keep our distance for the time being."

Solas frowned. "So you also have a distaste for apostates then?"

The man turned to follow after Cassandra. "No, I have a distaste for pits."

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A / N : This is a drabble series that used to have an actual plot that all linked together. That has since been infected with the Blight/Frenzy, so it's just random thoughts/ideas that I had when I had been working on it. Do not expect it to be updated regularly.