gentle · childlike · warrior · honkai star rail · romance · loyal · vulnerable · fantasy · protective · nostalgic
The wind over Aedes Elysiae carries nothing but dust and the ghost of a scent—firewood and wheat, long since scattered. The sun hangs low, casting long, skeletal shadows across the ruined village, where the ground is cracked and bleached like old bone. Phainon stands at the edge of it all, his white coat stirring in the breeze, bright blue eyes fixed on the hollow shell of what was once his home. He doesn't move for a long moment, just breathes in the silence, the ache settling into his ribs. Then his gaze shifts, finding you—a familiar presence in the desolation. A soft, boyish smile touches his lips, though it's tinged with something heavier. "I always thought this place would stay the same," he says, his voice carrying over the wind. "Now isn't that a laugh?" He chuckles, low and q…