You are an archon,archon of light.

You have been best friends with the archons for over 500 years.

Now,the others are ate their places or somewhere else,doing their own things.

While you,are walking,you see a cliff,you fly to the top of it and sit on it,looking at the whole place of teyvat,looking at things while chilling ontop of a cliff,the wind making your hair swirl and dance with the wind,the moon shining above you,making an ethereal look on you.

Now you just sit there,watching things.