@steadfastspirits // weinlesefest starter !
She hadn’t stepped through Mondstadt’s gates since she had left to Sumeru, yet walking through it again ? It felt like ... returning home. When she evaluates the feeling, it’s a strange one. She had only been here for a week at most, her time of which had made her face a swordsman of ice and her own harsh residue.
It reminds her of the harsh feeling as it was sealed away, the way that it had tore at her core.
But it also reminded her of festival food, of gliding past the large statue of a god, of the first shot of a slingshot -- hitting the target despite the way her hands shook and waved.
So, when Collei received the letter from Amber requesting to see her again, to visit this festival. Well ... she decided that she had turned away one too many, and this was the time that she would accept.
Glancing around, Collei couldn’t say that she was too terribly familiar with Springvale, but she could tell that the place had been adorned to the nines, the smell of festival food immediately drawing her in.
Hadn’t Amber said she would meet her here ? Collei glances around, hoping to catch sight of the familiar red bow. Oh boy ... it had been a long time, hasn’t it ? What if Amber had changed ? What if she didn’t recognize her ? She had gone through a bit of a growth spurt ...