[ It startles him enough to stay his step, transfixed briefly into stupour — not by the rare admirable sight of Xie Lian's extraordinarily glimpsed efficiency, but the thought of piecing cause to effect and stringing, roped and bowed, reason on hardship and curses that have reduced him for the better part of five days.
He cannot be as he is now, a creature of emotions, the bend of his back like the curl of a child whittling into himself. One breath. The next, sundered. Singeing. He rights himself in increments, returning to 'Lan Zhan,' then 'Lan Wangji,' then 'Hanguang-Jun' — master exorcist, leading investigator. ]
In Sa-Hareth, they embodied forces that preceded them. [ Wind, hunger. Natural symptoms, given flesh. ]
no subject
He cannot be as he is now, a creature of emotions, the bend of his back like the curl of a child whittling into himself. One breath. The next, sundered. Singeing. He rights himself in increments, returning to 'Lan Zhan,' then 'Lan Wangji,' then 'Hanguang-Jun' — master exorcist, leading investigator. ]
In Sa-Hareth, they embodied forces that preceded them. [ Wind, hunger. Natural symptoms, given flesh. ]