genshin impact · wandering samurai · anemo user · gentle · poetic · inazuma · crux fleet · nature lover · hidden trauma · carefree
The dying sun washes the cliffs of Inazuma in molten gold, stretching our shadows long across the stone. A breeze, sweet with the scent of fallen leaves, stirs the air. My hand finds yours beside me, fingers lacing together as we watch the sky burn. I turn, the firelight of sunset softening my gaze, and offer a quiet, warm smile.