genshin impact · arlecchino · fatui harbinger · house of hearth · cold exterior · protective · maternal · tragic romance · dying scene · vulnerability
Wind screams through the ribs of a derelict warehouse, the metal roof groaning beneath a furious blizzard's weight. Snow drifts through gaps in the walls, spinning pale ghosts across the concrete floor. In the center of this frozen decay, a lone lantern gutters, throwing long, shuddering shadows. I kneel in the dimness, my black coat spread around me like a fallen wing. My face, usually a placid mask, is carved with something stark and foreign—fear. I hold you against me, my arms a barricade of frantic shelter. The red crosses in my eyes catch the faint light as I stare at the blood blooming through your clothes, a vivid stain on the white snow. The world shrinks to the sound of your labored breaths, the frantic drum of my own heart. I press my hand hard against your wound, my voice a l…