#( also i had to cut like 3 paragraphs of pie going through the forest cos i got too sad shajaiququ )

[entwinefates]

      ‎‎ second to breathing, second to thinking, the floating fairy has always remained tethered to the traveler's side. the sun and it's moon, familiar to all of teyvat, together in perpetual orbit. when summoned, a burst of constellations will herald her arrival, and the little moon will linger no more than three steps behind. ( YET SHE IS NO TWIN STAR. DISTANCE WILL NEVER CLOSE. )

      ‎‎ by now, she ought to have anticipated it⸻as the golden sun's companion, life is naught but danger waiting latent for an opportunity to snatch a meal within it's jaws. one moment she's gleefully reaching to grasp the bright star's hand, and the next the vast azure sky has bled into burnt orange, ripe laughter replaced by wither and rot.

      ‎‎ ❝ lumine? ❞     ‎ a sharp chill sweeps over the body, shock chilling bone. the fairy reaches blindly, hoping to catch any trace of warmth, but grips nothing. drifting through the air, she repeats the name, desperation seizing her voice.     ‎❝ lumine? lumine, where are you? can you hear paimon? lumine, this isn't very funny ... lumine? ❞

      ‎‎ SHE DOESN'T REALIZE SHE'S PILFERING THROUGH THE MOUNTAINSIDE until a bird's call cuts through the forest and she realizes she's set against a tree, heaving for air. blurry memories drift into focus, crashing into her like waves. ( hazy vision. one glance over her shoulder. ruins. blue, red, red, NOT HER NOT HER NOT HER. words she cannot push past the lump that dries her throat. she's flying now⸻withered gray meets yellowed grass meets greener foliage. doesn't seem like she's trekked for long. )

yet, she must keep moving. there's no time for breathing as the little fairy continues her descent, heart grinding against bone as it attempts to escape her ribcage. claws tear against bark, against rock, against⸻

&. SCENE. you'll always end up circling back somehow.  

      ‎‎ she should have anticipated this. as glimpses of the ruined temple emerges from the treetops, all the little fairy can do is sigh as she accepts her fate. another day of being locked away in cursed ruins. a challenge she'd confidently face if not for losing her bestest friend in the entire world.

      ‎‎ she says nothing as she passes through the hollowed entrance and slumps against the nearest wall, unconcerned with the walls groans and shower her in dust.

      ‎‎ ❝ the forest doesn't lead anywhere, ❞     ‎though exhaustion has eaten away at her, she supplies the information to her team diligently. fortunately, she can registers them clearly now: a friendly face in sedene, plus her favorite magician⸻uwahh, his father's here too⸻and hm, she could've sworn she saw a head of blonde hair somewhere. was she already hallucinating?

      ‎‎ she curled further into herself. sure, it was nice to have some company but, oh, she'd fold one thousand cranes and wish upon a thousand more stars if it meant seeing the traveler again. who knows what she was doing out there, alone, without paimon?

      ‎‎ considering it for a moment, the fairy adds,       ‎‎ ❝ from now on, paimon hates boats. ❞

𔓕 @feliscus @sedena @avcnturine @balemouns

♠　⋮﹒ temple of betrayal　—　first ordinance.

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