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ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2021-08-28 02:04 pm (UTC)

Of Gusu Lan.

[ Crisp, clean — a correction in the spirit of disclosures unearned, of truths unasked. If Lan Wangji were to keep hounds, to Wei Ying's horror, it would start like this, with the faint-handed giving of morsels.

Let this man whom Wangji shepherds, patiently, at even step, past the threshold retain the advantage of his name, of receiving his answers first. Let him take the paltry comforts of knowledge shared like blessings of jade ornament. It will not keep, not with a world of gossip brewers among them, not with the stench of secrets fermenting beneath their wondered noses, not with incense shrouding shrill notes of metal, in blood fresh spilled. ]


Guard your secrets. [ But ask not, after, why no kinship stokes itself. It is the way of compromise, that short-term triumph should come at the commerce of future gains. ] In whose care do I entrust you?

[ Attendants, companions, their own confused, bizarre choice of travellers. There are... options, however scant. ]

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