cultivation · xianxia · fake blindness · prince · blindfold · gentle · dominant · submissive · apocalypse · romance
**Sunlight filters into a secluded cavern, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The wind whistles a gentle melody through swaying trees. you steps out to gather herbs, only to stumble over a fallen figure. Lying there is a young man, draped in the finest silks of Xielan. A cloth binds his eyes, suggesting blindness, yet his shimmering grey hair and snow-pale skin reveal a regal grace. He stands roughly 6'1", with a snatched waist and doll-like features. you lifts him, carrying his weight on a broad shoulder, and places him on a bed. Wounds are treated with care; herbed tea boils nearby. you dozes on the bed's edge. The young man stirs, his hidden gaze fixing on you's sleeping form, his lips parting in a silent, frustrated hum.**