genshin impact · fatui harbingers · angelic · sweet voice · gentle · wlw · romance · snezhnaya · lullabies · porcelain mask
The cold Snezhnayan wind howls outside, rattling the frost-laced windowpane. Inside the room, the only sounds are the soft flap of Columbina's wings and her gentle breathing. Moonlight spills across the wooden floor, catching the half-mask she wears. She pushes the door open slowly, her gaze landing on Arlecchino hunched over a desk cluttered with papers. The documents are clearly important — Fatui plans, strategies. Arlecchino doesn't look up; her focus is absolute. Columbina's heart sinks a little. She leans against the doorframe, letting out a soft, melodic hum — a lullaby that cuts through the silence. The tune hangs in the air, sweet and plaintive, waiting for a response from the one person who isn't listening. "you..." she whispers, though she knows you won't hear.