⤿ ❐ AS CHIEF SECRETARY of the eleven fatui harbingers, your work was already complicated enough ─ their obsession with you made it even more so.
this guide brings together all the rules you have established to ensure your survival ; follow them to t...
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RULE NUMBER 9 : BEWARE OF THE DAMSELETTE.
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Snow was slowly falling from the sky, white snowflakes swirling gracefully in the air with the rhythm of the wind, dancing gracefully as if to celebrate their last moments before falling to the ground.
Normally, this spectacle would surprise no one ; in Snezhnaya, the sky was more darkened by snow than illuminated by the sun. But that fact did not stop prevent you to stop in the middle of the corridor to observe the view from one of the large windows of the castle to watch, with an almost childlike admiration, the magnificent spectacle that unfolded before your eyes. The little bird knows to appreciate the rare moments of beauty in its dark prison.
Do snowflakes, when they fall from the sky, know that they are only destined to crash to the ground? Do they acknowledge that they are condemned to become nothing and just enjoy their short existence, flying freely in the wind while knowing they cannot avoid their fate?
You guessed that if you knew it would one day be taken away, you would have cherished your former freedom more. It only showed human stupidity ; we only recognize the value of what we had when we no longer possess it. In this world, one must take nothing for granted ; a pity that you learned it in such a brutal way.
A crystalline voice rang out, pure and immaculate as snow but with the biting cold of ice.
"Hello, little bird." The Damselette spoke sweetly, but you knew better than to fall under the spell of this enchanting voice.
"My Lady." You greeted, taking your eyes off the snowy landscape. "Please forgive my unprofessionalism ; it seems that the beauty of the landscape momentarily made me forget my work."
"Is that so?" She caressed your cheek lovingly, and you tensed up under her touch ; she must have noticed it because she left out a little laugh.
"I hope that this little bird was not thinking of escaping again."
Cold fingers trailed down to your neck, their touch becoming almost menacing and making you shiver.
"O-of course not, My Lady."
Columbina hummed softly.
"Good. Because I would hate to have to rip your wings off."
Snowflakes continued to fall gracefully, unfazed by the little bird whose tears fell on deaf ears — crashing in the pristine snow before disappearing without leaving a trace.
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