downswing: (legends)
ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-02-26 12:18 am (UTC)

( Action outstrips intent. Were Anduin his disciple, he might say —

But then, they are not ribbon-bound, or fate-forged, or chained, or familiars. No intimacy stretches taut and cloying between them. But Anduin asks, and in a friendless world of pox-saddled faces and callused hands and sickness and poverty wherever they glance in the village, Anduin is king and saviour.

A man's back still casts long shadow where he slinks and steps, dislodging morsels of gravel in his withdrawal. And will his mother-in-law drown? There are crimes even cultivation cannot hope to prevent or acquit. )


The halls of my home are silent. ( There, worlds away, where his mother's ancestral jingshi residence sleeps erected between winter's breaths, bright-white and pristine and irreverently stalwart. There, where Lan Wangji is whole and not sum of parts, not a futile weapon occasionally lent purpose in Wei Ying's hands. ) Disruptions —

( Agitates him like a stormed sea. Poisons his temper. Amplifies a spate of perennial migraines. )

Ill suit me. ( Or that. ) Apologies. You attended to him alone.

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