[ the stillness extends past the empty streets and abandoned shops.
kaeya can be found off to the side, near a closed bakery shop, staring at something bright and flickering from the distance. it appears someone has left an open flame unattended in one of these streets many winding corners, and kaeya is much like a lost moth drawn to it. he doesn't even notice that someone else is nearby.
all that matters is the flame up ahead, and something compels him to come closer. his footsteps are quiet as he moves forward, almost as if he's gliding effortlessly from one place to the next. his wings flutter behind him, his hair stark white and pristine. he hesitates when he feels the heat radiating from the fire, but he ignores all his doubts, finally raising a hand.
he reaches forward, fingers gradually getting closer and closer. ]
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kaeya can be found off to the side, near a closed bakery shop, staring at something bright and flickering from the distance. it appears someone has left an open flame unattended in one of these streets many winding corners, and kaeya is much like a lost moth drawn to it. he doesn't even notice that someone else is nearby.
all that matters is the flame up ahead, and something compels him to come closer. his footsteps are quiet as he moves forward, almost as if he's gliding effortlessly from one place to the next. his wings flutter behind him, his hair stark white and pristine. he hesitates when he feels the heat radiating from the fire, but he ignores all his doubts, finally raising a hand.
he reaches forward, fingers gradually getting closer and closer. ]