( It... is not altogether lacking, as caves go. Lan Wangji, for his part, would presume to say it holds a great deal of promise: here, a scratched wall, where past occupants appear to have carved their cries of help. There, fresh, moulding moss. Beyond, corners and jutting sharp edges.
And everywhere, blood-curdling cold, sparse but for the handful of belongings each of the four dwellers had laired in.
Truly, an empire of hospitality. )
Our assigned home in transit. ( Lan Wangji, the spirit of grace, beckons his brother towards the nearest mat of tufted, woven straw, covered by a wilted blanket. His own domain. ) Be seated. Rest.
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( It... is not altogether lacking, as caves go. Lan Wangji, for his part, would presume to say it holds a great deal of promise: here, a scratched wall, where past occupants appear to have carved their cries of help. There, fresh, moulding moss. Beyond, corners and jutting sharp edges.
And everywhere, blood-curdling cold, sparse but for the handful of belongings each of the four dwellers had laired in.
Truly, an empire of hospitality. )
Our assigned home in transit. ( Lan Wangji, the spirit of grace, beckons his brother towards the nearest mat of tufted, woven straw, covered by a wilted blanket. His own domain. ) Be seated. Rest.