...what is it in this world, in this fragile alignment of cottages, this great scattered handful of cursed impossibilities that seems to arm each and every stranger with the misconception that they know, intrinsically, the manner and heart of Lan Wangji's matters? It strikes him, mouth lightly agape and eyes a pale-slanted line, and the turn of his attention acrid, that he... may need to address this point.
Later. Past an hour where he negotiates base courtesies with a dragon that seems too large for both this world and for his own comfort. There is an itch to skins filled out past their natural span, to the swelling of strength into discomfort, or unsuitability, or madness.
A hunting of dragons, Wrathion served the gentle implication. When Lan Wangji raises to a height embellished with fine-tipped, frosted posture, he thinks — they both wear the roles served to them, play act their parts without scruples.
A dragon lives in wrathful terror of man and man's betrayal. A righteous cultivator does not embrace the wants and needs of the flesh. )
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...what is it in this world, in this fragile alignment of cottages, this great scattered handful of cursed impossibilities that seems to arm each and every stranger with the misconception that they know, intrinsically, the manner and heart of Lan Wangji's matters? It strikes him, mouth lightly agape and eyes a pale-slanted line, and the turn of his attention acrid, that he... may need to address this point.
Later. Past an hour where he negotiates base courtesies with a dragon that seems too large for both this world and for his own comfort. There is an itch to skins filled out past their natural span, to the swelling of strength into discomfort, or unsuitability, or madness.
A hunting of dragons, Wrathion served the gentle implication. When Lan Wangji raises to a height embellished with fine-tipped, frosted posture, he thinks — they both wear the roles served to them, play act their parts without scruples.
A dragon lives in wrathful terror of man and man's betrayal. A righteous cultivator does not embrace the wants and needs of the flesh. )
You owe nothing.