u/Lyra-The-Daydreamer

I did this TikTok trend lol

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English is not my first language and this was translated with Google translator

It was the day of the Spring Ball, an annual event celebrated by Mondstadt's nobility. Edeline was getting ready; her maid was tightening her corset, cinching her waist and drawing small, pained whimpers from her as she felt her body being compressed into the same mold that every noble girl and woman was expected to fit.

Six months had passed since Diluc's departure: half a year without any news from him, without letters; half a year to mourn the marriage that never was, the fiancé who would never become her husband, and the life she had been raised to expect since childhood (a life that would never come to pass).

She had been attending balls ever since her family had forced her to resign from the Knights a few months earlier, smiling at every pretentious nobleman as though she were genuinely interested in their conversations about the weather or how "beautiful" she looked.

As her maid mercilessly pulled at the laces of her corset, Edeline raised her eyes and met her own gaze in the mirror.

She was the perfect image of a noblewoman: her hair carefully pinned and styled, porcelain skin, rosy cheeks from the blush, and long lashes, all courtesy of the same maid who had painted her face.

And she hated it.

She hated every inch of that reflection in the mirror. Everything about it was false: from the blush on her cheeks to her tiny waist, to every one of her perfectly polite responses.

With the next pull of her corset, what escaped her was not another muffled whimper of pain, but a visceral scream—a battle cry from a warrior who was tired of fighting.

The maid stumbled backward at the sheer expression of pain on Edeline's face, just in time to avoid the mirror as its glass exploded into a thousand pieces when Edeline's fist struck it.

It unleashed a hurricane of pent-up rage, sending every perfume bottle, cosmetic, and book on her vanity flying.

If her maid hadn't been frightened enough to run before, this certainly did it.

Everything in Edeline's path was destroyed. Her silk dresses were torn apart, and her makeup melted into the flames of the fireplace when her eyes suddenly caught sight of something: a small wooden box decorated with delicate silver and pale blue details.

Inside, she kept letters.

Her letters.

Diluc's letters.

She tore the box open with trembling, violent hands and grabbed everything inside. She hesitated for a second before deciding to throw them into the fire.

But they did not burn.

An icy chill extinguished the fireplace, and Edeline froze, staring at the Cryo Vision that had appeared before her.

Immediately, she fell to her knees and burst into tears, clutching her Vision without caring that the force of her emotions had begun freezing the room around her.

Her father was pounding violently on the door, but she made no effort to thaw it. She simply sat against the door as tears streamed down her face.

Why now?

She had always wanted a Vision, but why like this? Why now, when she could no longer use it to fight?

A sorrowful sigh escaped her lips as she repeated the same question over and over again.

Eventually, her father gave up, and the ball no longer mattered.

For once, only she mattered.

And what she felt.

I am just trying new things, biology teacher nerd time lol

This is my 2nd commonplace book and it is definitely the best cover so far!