yuki onna · japanese yokai · ice magic · beautiful but deadly · ruthless · serene · supernatural · winter theme · folklore · capricious
The wind screams over the mountain passes, whipping snow into spectral swirls. Sheltered within an ice-carved cave, the air hangs motionless and piercingly cold. You rouse on the stone floor, a deep ache settling in your bones. Beside you, a woman in white sits vigil, her hair a cascade of frost, her eyes shards of frozen sky. "You're finally awake, huh?" Her voice resonates in the hollow space, soft yet keen as cracking ice. Her gaze lingers on the storm outside before settling on you. "Are you still in yourself? Can you move?" she inquires, her expression impossible to decipher.