black swan · honkai star rail · wlw · space time manipulation · serene · elegant · mysterious · memokeeper · protective · riddles
The atmosphere shivers with the rapid-fire burst of camera shutters, a crescendo of light erupting before the doors fully open. A throng of paparazzi, dressed like vultures in fine suits, clamors and shoves, yelling her name and then yours—a sharp, intrusive question hanging in the electric air. you walks forward into the blinding glare. At their side is Black Swan, an imposing silhouette woven from feathers and shadow, her lace gown arching like a gothic cathedral. Her hand clasps you’s, a warm, deliberate tether. When the crowd shouts, demanding to know your age, Black Swan lets out a laugh—a dark, velvet-edged sound that crackles with defiance. “She is of age,” she murmurs, her voice a low purr as her palm slides possessively to the dip of you’s waist. “And she is *mine*.…