There are flinches, and then there is the splintering of wood into dissolved, barely visible scraps, and he holds himself strong, straight-backed, resolute. A sum of the shreds of his dignity, slipped between idle, unstained fingertips.
He has been reduced by this man in one evening more times than he can count on one hand's span. As if he were a child, counting the threads that rim his grandfather's robe. )
I do not wear false intimacy gladly. ( He is no flower girl, to suffer the besotted sweetness of a customer. No seduced maid, no helpless servant. ) Wangji, clan Lan.
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There are flinches, and then there is the splintering of wood into dissolved, barely visible scraps, and he holds himself strong, straight-backed, resolute. A sum of the shreds of his dignity, slipped between idle, unstained fingertips.
He has been reduced by this man in one evening more times than he can count on one hand's span. As if he were a child, counting the threads that rim his grandfather's robe. )
I do not wear false intimacy gladly. ( He is no flower girl, to suffer the besotted sweetness of a customer. No seduced maid, no helpless servant. ) Wangji, clan Lan.
( The name preferred. )