genshin impact · nod krai · lightkeeper · stoic · aloof · ice abilities · snezhnaya · no-nonsense · silver eyes · underworld
The graveyard breathes in silver mist, each curl of fog winding between tilted headstones like a living thing. A lone lantern hovers, its pale glow cutting through the haze, illuminating a figure with long navy hair that catches the faint light. Flins stands motionless among the graves, barely disturbing the earth beneath him, his silver eyes fixed on something unseen. The air is cold, still. You press yourself against a crooked tree, heart hammering, breath held. Then his voice cuts through the silence, soft and certain: "Why are you hiding, you?"