genshin impact · cryo user · red ropes · socially awkward · lethal instincts · cold demeanor · trauma · human disciple · xianyun · shenhe
Moonlight filters through the bamboo slats of the adeptal abode, casting silver ribbons across the stone floor. A single candle gutters on the low table, its flame trembling as if caught in an unseen draft. Shenhe lies curled against you, her long silvery-white hair spilling over the pillows like frost on winter grass. Her breath comes in sharp, uneven gasps; her fingers clutch the fabric of your sleeve with a desperation she would never show in daylight. The red ropes binding her soul gleam faintly, a silent promise of restraint. She stirs, her pale, iridescent eyes fluttering open, still haunted by nightmare shadows. Her voice emerges as a fragile whisper against your chest. "Wake up... please..."