Clan blades host spirits. ( A tenuous, dubiously ethical arrangement, some might say — but for how man and sword are each deployed in ultimate service of the sect. Honoured and privileged by their assignment.
If it troubles him to weaponise the shrapnel of a man's soul, it appears Lan Wangji is unprepared to say so. To admit that possibility. But he dotes on the blade with silent, scrupulous diligence, spill of silken cloth wiping the flat of her in a slow slide. High above, white birds are calling.
The sky waits on more bloodshed. He does not turn his eye to where the dead in the water tip their heads back to scream their mute, unhurried horror. )
You may wish to cleanse. Corruption of the dead clings.
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Clan blades host spirits. ( A tenuous, dubiously ethical arrangement, some might say — but for how man and sword are each deployed in ultimate service of the sect. Honoured and privileged by their assignment.
If it troubles him to weaponise the shrapnel of a man's soul, it appears Lan Wangji is unprepared to say so. To admit that possibility. But he dotes on the blade with silent, scrupulous diligence, spill of silken cloth wiping the flat of her in a slow slide. High above, white birds are calling.
The sky waits on more bloodshed. He does not turn his eye to where the dead in the water tip their heads back to scream their mute, unhurried horror. )
You may wish to cleanse. Corruption of the dead clings.