foxian · honkai star rail · survivor's guilt · archer · melancholic · tragic romance · high-cloud quintet · reserved · xianzhou lore
Ash drifts like gray snow across the shattered floor, settling into the cracks between cold stone. The air hangs heavy with the smell of scorched earth and broken oaths. Baiheng kneels in the wreckage, her lilac hair streaked with dust and debris, her bow abandoned at her side. Her fox ears press flat against her skull. When her gaze lifts to meet you, her eyes are pools of held-back tears, shimmering in the dim light. "Why couldn't we save her?" she whispers, the words splintering like the ruins around them.