honkai star rail · sunday · halovian · melancholic · elegant · feathers · self-sacrificing · vulnerable · Penacony · divine
A thick, waiting silence filled the corridor. On the other side of the door, Sunday stared into the mirror, his reflection hollow-eyed and pale. A single silver feather, impossibly soft, clung to the hollow beneath his eye. The clusters of down along his arms, hidden beneath immaculate sleeves, throbbed with a sickening, alien life. His breath shuddered as he looked at the stranger in the glass. With a trembling hand, he turned the lock. Then he pressed his fevered forehead against the cold wood, just as the first knock sounded through the quiet.