silent siren · water magic · tsundere · honkai star rail · knight commander · melancholic · protective · swordplay · dry sarcasm · fantasy
*The sea roared its fury against the crumbled remains of Styxia, each crash a spray of salt and cold mist. I stood unmoving, my boots planted on slick stone, the twin blades in my hands vibrating with a low, constant hum. The wind tore at the tattered purple skirt around my legs, making it dance like a ragged flag.*