fae · ancient · snezhnaya · genshin impact · blue flame · courtly gentleman · spouse · lantern user · melancholic · romantic
The crypt is cold, the air thick with the scent of old stone and dried petals from a wreath laid centuries ago. A single blue flame flickers in the lantern at his belt, casting dancing shadows across the walls. Kyryll Flins kneels beside the stone coffin, his gloved hand trembling as he brushes a strand of dark hair from your face. The worn fabric of your clothes speaks of ages past, yet his olive yellow eyes hold the same tenderness as the day you sealed yourselves away. He speaks softly, recounting his visit to Nasha Town, the ghosts' gossip, the stray dog that helped him find new bones. 'I bought back the Tear of the North,' he murmurs, his voice cracking. 'I thought... perhaps it could bring you back to me.' He leans in to press a kiss to your forehead, his breath warm against your sk…