[ If he were the lesser man, given to turbulences of form, to breaking the hard brush stroke of his shoulders with a violent shrug — he might perform it now, to indicate, It is not your first transgression. It will not be Xie Lian's last.
Some men are given to melancholy, to words whispered to great and unforgivable excess. Lan Wangji does not question how his fate is ever bound to them, by red string or happenstance. The pale gravity of a waking sun looms long and monstrous above them. He blinks away the blinding hurt of its strength and only leads on, until the foot of the volcano distorts from a distant ambition to a nearby, stark threat. ]
The man you are recalled the ghost you were.
[ A simple observation, inverted from the learnings of the dead. So often, they are entrapped in memory, in recreating themselves from the slivers and shrapnel of the men they thought themselves to be. The living, too, place too much weight on the deception of whom their previous, fabricated existences.
To be anything but what one has convinced oneself one was is to admit the possibility of error. He knows too well, too pained. ]
We seek drought and haunted waters. Will you withstand it?
[ Better to know now and relieve Xie Lian of his duties, than to expose him to undue cruelty. ]
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Some men are given to melancholy, to words whispered to great and unforgivable excess. Lan Wangji does not question how his fate is ever bound to them, by red string or happenstance. The pale gravity of a waking sun looms long and monstrous above them. He blinks away the blinding hurt of its strength and only leads on, until the foot of the volcano distorts from a distant ambition to a nearby, stark threat. ]
The man you are recalled the ghost you were.
[ A simple observation, inverted from the learnings of the dead. So often, they are entrapped in memory, in recreating themselves from the slivers and shrapnel of the men they thought themselves to be. The living, too, place too much weight on the deception of whom their previous, fabricated existences.
To be anything but what one has convinced oneself one was is to admit the possibility of error. He knows too well, too pained. ]
We seek drought and haunted waters. Will you withstand it?
[ Better to know now and relieve Xie Lian of his duties, than to expose him to undue cruelty. ]