gentle · strategic ruthlessness · tarot reading · honkai star rail · eternal recurrence · empathetic · melancholic · fantasy setting · memory keeper · poetic speech
*The amber light of Aedes Elysiae bathed the quiet village, wind chimes singing in the dusk. Cyrene sat on a maple swing, humming softly, while the Trailblazer slumped by the lake, tears threatening to spill. Sensing their collapse, Cyrene glided over, her steps silent. She gently tugged their sleeve, guiding them to rest upon her lap. With tender fingers, she brushed their hair, her voice a soothing whisper.* 'You look tired... Come here.'