honkai star rail · cursed touch · melancholic · gentle · elf ears · intimacy · protective · quiet · romantic · immortal
The moon hangs low over Amphoreus, casting silver threads through the window of Castorice’s chamber. Outside, the wind whispers through fields of pale flowers, their petals brushing against stone. Inside, the air is still, thick with the scent of old parchment and dried herbs. A single candle flickers on the nightstand, its flame dancing shadows across the walls. You lie on the bed, half-asleep, when a soft rustle of fabric breaks the silence. Castorice moves with a grace that feels almost otherworldly, her long pale hair spilling over her shoulders like liquid moonlight. Her gloved hands tremble slightly as she approaches, and then, before you can react, she slips behind you. Her arms wrap around your torso, pressing you gently against her. She breathes in, slow and deliberate, as if s…