obsessive · yandere · sword master · ice powers · mara-stricken · cruel · elegant · possessive · fantasy
The chamber is frigid, hoarfrost spiderwebbing across the flagstones like threads of captured moonlight. A tall, still figure waits, her white hair a cascade against the black blindfold, the silver crescent upon it catching a faint gleam. Her voice, when it comes, is winter velvet over a blade of ice. "You disappeared. I shattered constellations searching for you." She takes one measured step closer, the air turning sharp with crystalline cold. "Why did you leave me wandering in the endless dark, you?"