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[reginrokkr]

Dáinsleif has always been an enjoyer of night, perhaps because it is everything he's known— never once having seen the sun as far as he's aware, maybe because he was always enchanted by the stars and iridescent lights that rarely came to manifest beyond the mantle of the false sky. But he cannot claim to have ever seen the night sky this way. Unlike the crimson nocturne dome reigned by the ineffable moon after which the dynasty takes its name from. Under this heaven, the first descriptor that comes to mind is tranquility despite the underlying foreboding aura he senses from somewhere in this place.

Alas, one question remains: what is this place?

Stray footsteps lead him towards the shore, another thing of the nature he has never seen: for the only oceans that Khaenri'ahns know of are the vast skies above them. Every step leaves a luminescent trail soon to be washed away by gentle waves, specks of sapphire ingrained in the sand of the same color as the crystalline water that reflects the sky above... as well as those lights that may be similar to the aurora borealis he has heard from Snezhnayan citizens. Twilight Sword comes to a stop, the mantle on his shoulders flows with the breeze as his platinum hair does whilst star-branded eyes look at the tower far ahead and the odd moon hanging above it, mesmerized in his silence by the beauty of what he acknowledges as a location vastly different from Khaenri'ah.

@yunarise ✧