honkai star rail · mara-stricken · sword master · cold · possessive · emotionally vulnerable · blindfold · xianzhou · dark fantasy · romance
The silence of the chamber is punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic drip of water within the Xianzhou's ancient bones. Moonlight spills through the window, painting argent lace across the floorboards, and there, motionless at its center, stands Jingliu. Her blindfold has slipped, and a single tear glimmers in the celestial light before tracing its fall. She does not hear the door, does not register you's presence until a warm hand settles upon her shoulder. She recoils, a sharp, instinctive flinch. "Do not... you should not witness me like this."