Solitude: a lonely or uninhabited place.

That was Lucy's apartment after she was found dead. Her body laid lifeless and free of a soul, her eyes looking as if they fluttered closed. Her legs sprawled on the floor in a scary way that looked inhuman, and her hands outstretched off her sides.

Natsu found her after he had slipped through her window and almost stepped on her. I don't think I could explain the expression in Natsu's eyes when he realized she was gone. He didn't notice tears until after he had leaned over her to pick her up and carry her to the guild. He held her bridal style, her right arm dangling and the other wrapped around his neck. He shivered at how cold she was, which meant she was long gone when he found her, and there was no way she'd come back, this wasn't a book where resurrection is true. Natsu sniffed and held back angry chokes, tears spilling all over Lucy's shirt that she wore yesterday. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Natsu cursed repeatedly and clutched his grip onto Lucy. You could've been there for her, you dumbass. A little voice whispered to him, but he pushed it to the back of his mind, he couldn't be guilty of that, she was already dead, the only thing he could do is take her to the guild.

and as much as he knew Lucy would hate it, he'd find her killer and rip them or it to pieces.