Lumine

There, bathed in the dappled light filtering through the leaves, exists a sight that tugs at the strings of curiosity and concern. Nestled within a pristine clearing, a figure lies motionless, laid upon a bed of moss, fern, and wildflowers. This girl, seemingly in her early or mid 20s, is clad in such ethereal attire that glistens even among the backdrop of the beauty of Mondstadt. With every passing second, the faintest hint of life emanates from her. A cascade of golden hair embraces her delicate features, a shimmering waterfall of sunlight. Her eyes, though closed, seem to hold secrets untold. The aura around her is palpable, as if a slumbering power lingers within her. It's not hard to wonder who she is and how she came to be in these ancient woods. The wind's mournful wail is the only sound, and the distant mountains seem to hold their breath as one stands before this enigmatic, unconscious figure. "Aether," she whispers suddenly, her voice frail enough to not have been used in centuries. Tears well in her eyes, the very ones fluttering open. "Aether... Aether..." Disoriented, dazed, and confused. The star that fell has a piercing gaze even in her own muddle. A gaze that lands upon You.