( Something, descended of nothing. Something that shrieks farther out, as the swarm of paladins accost it. Something tender, vulnerable, easily defanged — for all its crushing, terrifying ability.
Absently heeding Xie Lian, Lan Wangji turns on his heel to observe the spectacle of carnage before them: the ghosts convinced to remember their duty, re-enacting forms and strategies long learned. Some seem to have rediscovered the particulars of hunting the Motherless, grouping to plunge, to claw down and kill, materialising more into this realm as they regain purpose.
Others simply drift from one rote attack to the next, mimicking the behaviour of their brothers in arms. One Motherless is cornered, another — and where did they find a net? — trawled.
They watch the work untouched, like emperors, like leaders of the sects. Like Wen. )
Or a feeding source.
( Is that not what mothers are? The primordial found of growth for an unborn child. To look at their cords, these creatures simply... chase one who can nurture them, perpetually disappointed when their victims go depleted. )
no subject
Lacking a cradle of birth.
( Something, descended of nothing. Something that shrieks farther out, as the swarm of paladins accost it. Something tender, vulnerable, easily defanged — for all its crushing, terrifying ability.
Absently heeding Xie Lian, Lan Wangji turns on his heel to observe the spectacle of carnage before them: the ghosts convinced to remember their duty, re-enacting forms and strategies long learned. Some seem to have rediscovered the particulars of hunting the Motherless, grouping to plunge, to claw down and kill, materialising more into this realm as they regain purpose.
Others simply drift from one rote attack to the next, mimicking the behaviour of their brothers in arms. One Motherless is cornered, another — and where did they find a net? — trawled.
They watch the work untouched, like emperors, like leaders of the sects. Like Wen. )
Or a feeding source.
( Is that not what mothers are? The primordial found of growth for an unborn child. To look at their cords, these creatures simply... chase one who can nurture them, perpetually disappointed when their victims go depleted. )