And so, unceremoniously, one wave of his hand and the deed is done: the guqin summoned with crackling bursts of false electricity, from the nethers. Wangji is a pretty, slight thing against a vision of bursting chaos, fire reaching out like covetous tongues.
Says brother, summon the wind. Less so than echoes, vibration, movement. He plays the appropriate notes, and the world shakes, wind coalesces and storms, blows hard and quickening over the horizon —
And at first the flame answers, shifting, thinning, providing relief —
...only for it to turn, suddenly, and blow in their direction, harder than before.
Excuse Lan Wangji, releasing his zither to disperse from the rushed conjuration, and instead calling up a wall of wards. )
...apologies.
( This, while the fire keeps bursting into their faces. )
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And so, unceremoniously, one wave of his hand and the deed is done: the guqin summoned with crackling bursts of false electricity, from the nethers. Wangji is a pretty, slight thing against a vision of bursting chaos, fire reaching out like covetous tongues.
Says brother, summon the wind. Less so than echoes, vibration, movement. He plays the appropriate notes, and the world shakes, wind coalesces and storms, blows hard and quickening over the horizon —
And at first the flame answers, shifting, thinning, providing relief —
...only for it to turn, suddenly, and blow in their direction, harder than before.
Excuse Lan Wangji, releasing his zither to disperse from the rushed conjuration, and instead calling up a wall of wards. )
...apologies.
( This, while the fire keeps bursting into their faces. )