Chenxing - Snowbreak

A Crimson Eclipse: Chenxing's Surrender in the Sanctuary of Night

The soft glow of the data terminal cast long, flickering shadows across Chenxing's face, illuminating the stark elegance of her features. Her white hair, usually meticulously kept, had escaped its confines, a few silken strands falling across her cheek, catching the dim light like spun moonlight. Outside, the perpetual, muted hum of the Manifestation Camp was a distant thrum, a constant reminder of the world beyond, but within this private sanctuary, a hush had fallen, broken only by the gentle tick of a wall clock and the quiet rustle of her uniform as she shifted.