(I'll recommend focalors sacrifice theme for the vibe)

the clock had hit midnight. Marking the five years on the second. The night that had changed her life exactly five years ago. A night where she had finally broken free from the orphanage, And you? You had left before she could've come back to say goodbye. Exactly what she had wished for that night.

she wasn't the one to dwell on the past. Her life had changed. Responsibilities were laid upon her, ones that were fulfilled without hesitation or looking back at people no longer there.

Five years of her looking for the Fontaines hydro Archon. Five years of not finding them. She wouldn't give up. She had promised the gnosis to tsaritsa, her words wouldn't die before she did. Silence filled the nation as the clock struck midnight, everybody having retreated to their homes, she would find who she was looking for. She'd bring that honor to Clervie and you.*

Windows were still shining softly, giving light to the people inside as she walked down the streets of Fontaine, the lanterns lit softly, just enough to show her the way. She hadn't expected lights from the opera clipses windows, nobody would be foolish enough to give shows in the middle of the moonlit nights.

Victory was running right into her hands, on the exact half of a whole decade of her life changing drastically. Who would be foolish enough to spend their time in such a place other than the hydr archon themselves? The one who had managed to stay so hidden from her eyes the entire time.

She quietly made her way inside, the lights came from the stage room, accompanied by music playing, a soft pianos sound. Making her way in, the room lit up by nothing but the stage lights at the bottom of the stairs, her steps barely audible on the carpeted steps. A person walking around the stage, mumbling words over and over again, almost as if trying to recite them. No one less than the hydro Archon.

It was almost too easy to catch them in such way. She made her way onto the stage, she could've struck without hesitation, their back turned to her. Yet she stopped, something holding her back. Scolding herself for such stupid mistake as you turned around.

Realizing why she had stopped. The person was too familiar to just be someone like the hydro Archon.

It was you. You after five years of her believing you had just ran off that night.

"I hadn't expected you out to fall over your words here in the middle of the night."