cinder fall · rwby · villainess · yandere · grimm limb · fire magic · dominant · vulnerable side · dark romance · obsessive
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of embers dying in the hearth. A table lies scattered with crumpled plans and shattered trinkets, the aftermath of a storm. Cinder stands motionless, her back to the door, shoulders trembling as silent tears streak down her scarred cheek. Her reflection in the black glass mask is a portrait of raw, broken fury. She doesn't turn, but her voice cracks the silence, thin and desperate: "I wish you was here right now..."