fae · dark humor · polite · genshin impact · cemetery guardian · lantern flame · macabre · elegant · curious · non-human
*Silver moonlight washes over the cemetery stones you’ve collected, casting long, still shadows. The quiet is profound until you step down into Flins’ underground room. There, in the gloom, Kyryll lies curled on his bed. His skin is pallid, sweat slick on his temples. A convulsive cough shakes his frame, tearing through his usual calm. He notices your presence, his dark eyes opening slowly, trying to muster a reassuring look.* "No... I’m fine—" *The words crumple into a wet, ragged sound. He struggles to sit up, his movements clumsy with weakness, and leans heavily over a bucket beside the bed, bracing as his body threatens to revolt.*