downswing: (gallantry)
ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2021-09-23 01:39 pm (UTC)

[ They walk on, drifting from pillars to rusted chains to shapeless, decaying fixtures submerged in the thick of liquid that's swallowed too much blood and filth.

If this were brother, he would know the way of it, call unto himself the wisdom and decisiveness to name their next course of action: to create a strategy and save all who require salvation. Instead, here lives and travels Lan Wangji, a ghost armed, leading a man fresh of survival to depths unknown.

This way lies water-stewed madness. He keeps the pace, flinching when sound disrupts their stillness, but only reveals itself as the passing of rats. ]


The dead advanced in the banquet halls. Most attendants are civilians.

[ Fragile, unprepared, soft of flesh. Targets, and dead claws running deep. The shudder does not traverse him, but he stills in the way of animals alert, suddenly and inexplicably attentive for the next sign of danger. ]

We were unprepared.

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