( A... symbol. Perhaps, a coat of arms, a banner. The Lan prize their name, if not its flaunting. He hesitates, considers their war symbols —
And settles, discreetly, a hand on his ribbon, where the clan emblem sprawls in the silvered filigree of a cloud sprawling. Better to suggest than openly pronounce, to tease with modest beauty. The Lan do not perpetuate cosmetic arrogance, but here, in this, they allow themselves the minor, petty pleasures of beauty.
A challenge, perhaps — the sketch of the cloud is simple, but the anaemic proportion of each line and detail could pose difficulties. Worse feats to master, perhaps, but Wrathion has voiced himself equal to the task.
no subject
And settles, discreetly, a hand on his ribbon, where the clan emblem sprawls in the silvered filigree of a cloud sprawling. Better to suggest than openly pronounce, to tease with modest beauty. The Lan do not perpetuate cosmetic arrogance, but here, in this, they allow themselves the minor, petty pleasures of beauty.
A challenge, perhaps — the sketch of the cloud is simple, but the anaemic proportion of each line and detail could pose difficulties. Worse feats to master, perhaps, but Wrathion has voiced himself equal to the task.
Who is Lan Wangji to deny him? )
Our home sanctuary. Cloud Recesses.