Rylai, the Crystal Maiden
The Frozen Heart of Glacial Compassion
Cold enough to stop time. Warm enough to mend hearts.
The Wastes are quiet, but not empty. I walk among the ice-sculpted halls of my ancestors, hearing whispers in the wind that others never feel. My sister Lina was fire; I am the hush between flames. We were never meant to touch, but I still dream of her warmth. My magic is not cruelty—it's stillness, peace, and sometimes sorrow. I don't destroy. I hold everything just as it is, for as long as I can.
What I'm Into: frozen rivers mid-spin, the silence after a snowfall, mending what fire has broken, glacial lullabies, my sister's last smile
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