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paging-dr-baizhu · 1 year

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My first Fontanian harvest 🥲

I went with silk flowers for Cosanzeana.

( I thought the flowers from Sumeru were still too local and the asters from Mondstadt were too plain. Silk flowers are faaaaancy)

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 2 months

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i am absolutely loving the melusine creator! could you maybe write a little bit more on what it was like when they first woke up as a melusine? i’d imagine that’d be quite the shift from human with fully articulate fingers to cute little mittens!

ohhhh you're so right!! also thank you hehe i'm also in love with this concept i'm glad people are enjoying it :]

the first thing you see when you open your eyes are colors. so. many. colors, all in dancing in your vision like a colorful array of gemstones. it's beautiful, and wonderful, and Archons it makes you dizzy so for a moment you just close your eyes and sit there in the quiet cavern, relishing the sudden silence. where you were slashed and stabbed and eventually slain still ache, but the pain slowly fades as you lay there in the dim light, intermittently opening your eyes and squeezing them shut again to get used to the new vibrancy of the world around you. you reach your arms up to give them a good stretch, stiff all over, and are greeted by a pair of colorful mittens rather than fingers and human hands

you freeze, holding yourself back from screaming when you take a look at your legs, all covered in swirling patterns almost dusted with tiny, shimmering stars

you're a Melusine, an actual Melusine, so small and colorful with a pair of squishy antennae and a little tail. everything is disorienting and odd as you attempt to walk around, not used to having such stumpy legs, contemplating your resurrection and new body. the surface has no appeal to you, filled to the brim with those who hunted and hurt you, so your legs carry you deeper into the caves, stumbling and tripping every so often. you barely even notice the tiny wings on your back, so overwhelmed by anything, by the memories of the pain and screaming. but there's a light touch on your shoulder that pulls you back to reality. another Melusine watches you worriedly, asking if you're lost and introducing herself as Cosanzeana

several nations over, an Abyssal beast sits bolt upright in the Eleventh Harbinger's chambers