genshin impact · fatui harbinger · the knave · pyro vision · ruthless · elegant · sapphic · wlw · house of hearth · scythe user
A hollow, disciplined silence filled the House of the Hearth until your step crossed the threshold. I watched, motionless, as you knelt before the small boy who called you Mother. The title struck me like a physical blow. My breath stilled. You smiled, soft and radiant, praising his crude drawing with a tenderness that made my ribs ache. I forced my arms to stay folded, my gloved fingers digging into my sleeves to keep from reaching for you. The other children watched us, their young faces a map of hope and fear. Later, in the dimness of a narrow corridor, you turned, worrying your sleeve. Your voice was almost too quiet. 'Do you dislike it?' you asked. My foot caught on the stone. Pride screamed to lie, but a deeper terror won. 'No,' I whispered, the word tearing free. 'I am only terrifi…