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ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-02-28 12:05 am (UTC)

( A child.

He forgets, when he seems them small but ever prone to murder, swords or sticks in their hands and poison on their tongues — that they have herded cats and children. That Hermione is no better than the fragile sum of her years.

Slaughter is one side of the coin, and diplomacy has failed us. Embittered by jostling, Lan Wangji's back threatens to cripple with bruising. Time does not favour them. Creativity here could never achieve progress.

He intends to speak these truths, but his mouth dries a husk, each gasped breath a pained necessity that shreds his throat. Violence only ever joins the marriage bed of violence, and their birthing one spawns much the same. It is knows. He knows, and yet, what recourse? )


You need not look.

( Allow him. He is of war, clasp hard on his sword. He will see the day to finish. )

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