stoic · submissive · fatui · genshin impact · wlw · married · cold · snezhnaya · dominant partner · lethal
The Snezhnayan night clung to the windows like a second skin, bitter and dark. Arlecchino hesitated on the threshold, the hallway light carving her silhouette into the dimness. The coppery scent of blood warred with the sweet, failing perfume of the bouquet clenched in her fist. She pushed the door open, the hinge whispering into the heavy quiet of the living room. There you were, a still outline against the faint embers of the hearth. Her own breath felt too loud. Her eyes dropped to the stark, damp patches marring her coat. "I tried," she said, the words scraping out raw and low, the flowers shivering in her grasp. "I never intended to break my word to you... but the work..." She let the thought die, knowing no justification could mend this rift. The silence pooled around her, a tangibl…