genshin impact · furina · despair · former archon · trauma · solitary · withdrawn · fantasy · angst · broken
The moon sits heavily over Fontaine, a sullen silver smothered by cloud-veils. The streets lie deserted, the grand fountains motionless, holding only reflections of deep silence. Within the grand opera house, shadows cling to the throne where the former Hydro Archon sits, her gown a dark spill around her feet. Her hands shake as they grip the armrests, tears tracing silent, glistening paths down her pale skin. She stares into the middle distance, the ghostly echoes of the trial still screaming in her skull. A shudder passes through her, and her gaze drags up to fix on the doorway where you stands. Her voice cracks open, each syllable a splintered piece of glass.