( He speaks past turn, past measure. How is it that dragons breed, how do men half torn from their humanity reproduce and honour both aspects of their species? He cannot gamble on Wrathion's odds to perpetuate his lineage, for all he can yet encounter fatherhood.
If Lan Wangji could raise a son — can attract even now the affection of blood-thirsting, rambunctious offspring — then Wrathion too may find his Sizhui. Perhaps, one hopes, not after surrendering his oblivious lover to the abyss.
...it lends a certain note of despair to adoption. )
Children find us when we need them. ( Here, now. Lan Wangji carefully scooping one of the dragon babes between folding hands, to ferry it further down, nearer to Wrathion's claw, where it may waddle freely to its big, gloomy brother. ) And they teach us their ways.
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( He speaks past turn, past measure. How is it that dragons breed, how do men half torn from their humanity reproduce and honour both aspects of their species? He cannot gamble on Wrathion's odds to perpetuate his lineage, for all he can yet encounter fatherhood.
If Lan Wangji could raise a son — can attract even now the affection of blood-thirsting, rambunctious offspring — then Wrathion too may find his Sizhui. Perhaps, one hopes, not after surrendering his oblivious lover to the abyss.
...it lends a certain note of despair to adoption. )
Children find us when we need them. ( Here, now. Lan Wangji carefully scooping one of the dragon babes between folding hands, to ferry it further down, nearer to Wrathion's claw, where it may waddle freely to its big, gloomy brother. ) And they teach us their ways.