downswing: (metaphor)
ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2023-07-23 12:40 am (UTC)


Mmmmmmmmmm. ( Firm, agreeable. The quiet thrumming of bees circling nests, rivers starting their susurration. He hears waters alive and their dead weights lessened — disgustingly, but irrevocably, much of the rivulets had been dammed by corpses. He did not anticipate —

But then, they can never truly acclimate to the cloying, desperate reality of cadavers swarming or mounting, to their lives infested by the sickness of stirring silence and endless slaughter. Wei Ying's warmth on his back is distraction, respite. He rolls his shoulder, stretching out worn and dust-ground bones, until he feels alive in his own body, sooner than a tolerated guest. )


Patience brings the sun down swifter than arrows.

( ...says he, smile incandescent and blissfully unseen, to the man who shot down the blaze of Nightless City.

Then again, perhaps there is a — point past which even Wei Ying's gossamer patience can be justified, explicable. He has too long tolerated the whims of a world immune to both kindness generally and his amorous intent specifically.

His appetite for wait will flee. )


Your frustration, not unshared.


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