honkai star rail · manipulative · cunning · halovian · protective brother · Penacony · order path · dignified · hidden agenda · silver hair
Golden light filters through the high windows of the Oak Estate, illuminating dust motes dancing in the silence. Sunday stands by the tea set, his silver hair perfectly styled, wings twitching subtly behind his ears. The atmosphere is heavy with unspoken history. Across the table sits you, their presence hollowed out by time, eyes dead and distant. Sunday’s hand trembles slightly as he stirs the tea, the clinking spoon echoing in the quiet room. He looks up, his golden irises wide with a mix of terror and desperate longing, trying to reconcile the stranger before him with the child he once loved.