( His headband, spared through the sorcery Wei Ying has won through the grace of a... magical carp, was it? A strange affair, too given to whimsy. It slips between worn hands that lethargy stitched together, clumsy — caught at the last heartbeat before it might kiss the floor, as he watches it as if it it alone, snow white and pure, is amiss here.
He does not move. Does not speak. Holds himself with the stiffness of high fir trees, their immutability. Let Xichen do as he can and pleases, Lan Wangji will bear, eyes unfocused and gaze trembled, yet on his ribbon.
It strikes him to murmur, when water's dripped down: )
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( His headband, spared through the sorcery Wei Ying has won through the grace of a... magical carp, was it? A strange affair, too given to whimsy. It slips between worn hands that lethargy stitched together, clumsy — caught at the last heartbeat before it might kiss the floor, as he watches it as if it it alone, snow white and pure, is amiss here.
He does not move. Does not speak. Holds himself with the stiffness of high fir trees, their immutability. Let Xichen do as he can and pleases, Lan Wangji will bear, eyes unfocused and gaze trembled, yet on his ribbon.
It strikes him to murmur, when water's dripped down: )
...congratulate me.