Selenology || Dainsleif x Reader

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Mondstadt.
Year: xxxx.

Since the fall of the infamous wind barriers that used to limit the territory of Stormterror's lair and the battle between him and the traveler, the cursed place was once again available to the public (though rated as dangerous). No one really wanted to set foot in that land after what had happened though, no one except you, as far as you knew. Oh, if only the people of the city of freedom knew the beautiful sights they were missing out on.
The way the wind combed through your hair and the goose bumps it left behind on your skin.
It was way too perfect to even be real.

A sigh left your parted lips as you gingerly curled up on the dark green grass, curiously rubbing your hands on the ground to feel the texture of the unheavy earth.
Out of the blue you felt something cut through your skin.
A small gemstone shone under your bruised finger as you let out a small noise of pain, clutching the injured limb tight to your chest.

"What the hell" you mumbled before grabbing said gem and glaring at it, as if it had done it on purpose. It was of a deep purple color, and had certainly been cut my an unexperienced lapidarist since the corners were able to bruise you so easily.

You wondered who's pocket it had fallen off from.