Footsteps In The Snowdrift. || Arlecchino x Fem!Reader.

to weave a poem.

What defines a person?
The evil they partake in?
Or, who they truly are?
When divine judgment comes,
Who is really the one to blame?

What defines the two,
Y/N and Arlecchino, two separate
People with connected lives.

Karma,
Truly a funny thing.
The whispers I hear about those two.
"Arlecchino is dating a commoner."
Oh if only they knew.
My dear Y/N.
I'm coming for you.

"Go check if Arlecchino really has my little lapdog in her possession. Thank you for informing me of this, Columbina." The Tsaritsa sat there on her high horse that was the throne. She oversaw the entire nation of Teyvat, she had eyes and ears everywhere by her followers The Fatui.

Oh Tsaritsa, you shall be dethroned.
I have led you to annihilation.
This is for Pierro, for my ex lover Arlecchino.
Free them of their roles.
Let them live the lives they signed up for.
You sit under my god, a king amongst ants.
Witt and maturity you lack.
Release them, Tsaritsa,
Or else I'm afraid I must act.

Columbina stayed in a bowing position, but she knew she would no longer bow to a king amongst peasants.

Peasants to a Queen,
Queen to a God,
And a God to a Nihilist.
Who truly controls this deck of cards?
A mob of pathetic yes men ants,
A God with corrupt ideals,
Heart as cold as ice,
Or the middle man.

Shuffle the cards,
Play a roulette of death.
Is The Tsaritsa's downfall truly the answer?
Point the gun to her head, will she hesitate?
Freeze in place, was it the love she once held?
Served on a silver platter,
"I want her head."

The Tsaritsa's words rung around the throne hall, leaving Columbina in silence. Not a peep exited both of their mouths.

However, when the cards play in God's favor.
Is everything truly over?
When God has the gun, loaded with a bullet.
Shall the nihilist be okay?

Columbina shook, sweat trickling down her forehead. This is the first time she was truly afraid. This wasn't going to Arlecchino's plan. She had to get to both of them, and fast. She stood up and bowed to The Tsaritsa one last time before exiting the chamber. She hastily walked out of her castle, fear running through her mind.
She needed to protect them. Despite the odds, she still managed to win by default, such as the high power of a God. Columbina would never betray The Tsaritsa, but for Arlecchino, she'd put herself in danger as many times as possible.

So you see the fiend driven to madness.
By years of festering loneliness and sadness.
Mourn the supposed death of her pet
Before being played right back in her hands.
Spin,
Spin beautifully my dear.
I know you're out there, return to me.
I am the true protagonist of this story.
In the end,
I get the girl.

The Tsaritsa turned to Capitano and nodded.
He ran out of her chambers as well, disappearing into the shadows.

On my high horse.
All alone.
However, I own these pawns.
Everything from I can see
Is mine.
And mine alone.

How dare you run from me.
I own you.
You run from your King.
A King without a Queen is a boy,
I am no man, nor woman.
I am a God.

Arlecchino is my noblest steed.
Columbina is the bishop accompanying her.
As it should be.
Dottore is my rook.
Capitano is the other rook that is the same but somehow different.
As it should be.

Everything is as it should be.
But you are not with me.
So if you must betray me, do note,
I own you.
And I can take away your life just as I kept it.

As it should be.

Note from the author,
Hello my dear comrades.

This is very serious, however if you don't care, I beg just read this part here.
I shall space it so you don't get confused,
I shan't be writing as much as normal.
Don't expect an update for a while.
I'm probably going to make the chapters on my own time until i'm truly ready to post them.

This is the part you should skip,
So, if you know, I have a horrible mental state.
If you follow me and you have been for a while, you know and understand I post...
Inconsistently.
The reason being is that I usually enjoy the idea, write for awhile, then I get tired and burnt out from it feeling like a chore.
For the time being, it's been feeling like a chore.
Nobody really appreciates my writing and I have come to terms with it.
My teachers don't care,
My friends don't care,
Even the following I have built up doesn't care about my recent works.

If you are a loyal fan, you know that I do all of this and I try my best to keep it enticing and as interesting as possible. But occasionally, this can get repetitive and I will stop if it does.
I have been so close to quitting recently from the backlash I have been getting. Please be understanding, it takes hours or even days for me to make the high quality things i make. It takes a lot for me to every day to even wake up in the morning, I try my hardest each and every day, so please don't complain about me not posting.

To my loyal fans,
Thank you.
You have respected my journey and have been in my following ever since the first ever book, YaexFem!Reader. I thank you all for standing by me for so long. But this may be the last book I ever make.

I'm inconsistent, i'm not good at giving updates, and I only return once i'm sick of the notifications or I redownload it.
So eat this up, this may be my last.
Thank you again for so much unwavering support, I couldn't thank you all enough for how much motivation the comments alone give me.

Again, my discord is
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We can become friends or you can see my works before they're published!
Thank you,
— Bina