[ Of the land, of green and grass and weeds that will no longer flourish. Barren is the world where mother sky will not cry her waters. And if Xie Lian, who appears so often to fail expectations and reason, has also fallen short of the needs of his people...?
Then it is not one man's burden to bear, and Lan Wangji casts a glance behind, well-steeled — his back comes compact, thin, frailed. Men can achieve no more than their bones allow them. He hesitates: ]
Few gods heal.
[ Perhaps you were not cut of that cloth, for all Lan Wangji cannot name what measure would better suit Xie Lian. To look at him, he is a child, a maudlin thing, a knight too meandered to be errant. Distract, and perhaps lacking conviction. Weak. Mutable.
...and what of it? When the hardest wars wait before them, who among men is truly strong? Chance and choice create courage. ]
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[ Of the land, of green and grass and weeds that will no longer flourish. Barren is the world where mother sky will not cry her waters. And if Xie Lian, who appears so often to fail expectations and reason, has also fallen short of the needs of his people...?
Then it is not one man's burden to bear, and Lan Wangji casts a glance behind, well-steeled — his back comes compact, thin, frailed. Men can achieve no more than their bones allow them. He hesitates: ]
Few gods heal.
[ Perhaps you were not cut of that cloth, for all Lan Wangji cannot name what measure would better suit Xie Lian. To look at him, he is a child, a maudlin thing, a knight too meandered to be errant. Distract, and perhaps lacking conviction. Weak. Mutable.
...and what of it? When the hardest wars wait before them, who among men is truly strong? Chance and choice create courage. ]