EVERMORE

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 after an unexpected and undesired promotion. While the fury of the element of cryo rages on outside the large windows, small currents slip through the cracks and give you the impression of standing in the middle of the eye of the storm.

A white death is all you can see, snow piled up high for all you can see. The trees are weighted down by the snow, the clouds thick and fog swallowing the horizon. Had you remained outside, the snow would've been pooling by your feet, creating puddles once you finally decided to seek refuge inside.

A gloved hand rests on your shoulder, almost startling you, but your eyes remained fixed on what's on the other side of the glass. The figure next to you is clad in a long white cloak with a black ring of fur around their collar, their fingers trace your shoulder with a surprising feathery lightness.

"What's got you so invested in staring there, hm?"

[ FATUI HARBINGERS X GENDER NEUTRAL READER ]