( Cute bunnies that tumble and bundle and finally — unfilial, ingrates — seem to remember their place, their allegiance by Lan Wangji's legs. They assail him, Vanya nearly tripping over Astrov, two bullets of fur and no illusion of grace.
Like a king, radiating generosity, he welcomes them in the cup of his hand, between staggered taps. There, there. )
My children remember me. ( This, spoken down, half a whisper. A rare glimpse of Lan Wangji's amusement, witnessed in the wild. )
My brother has joined us. His presence wise. ( But then, why does he seem so very bittersweet. ) Delicate.
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( Cute bunnies that tumble and bundle and finally — unfilial, ingrates — seem to remember their place, their allegiance by Lan Wangji's legs. They assail him, Vanya nearly tripping over Astrov, two bullets of fur and no illusion of grace.
Like a king, radiating generosity, he welcomes them in the cup of his hand, between staggered taps. There, there. )
My children remember me. ( This, spoken down, half a whisper. A rare glimpse of Lan Wangji's amusement, witnessed in the wild. )
My brother has joined us. His presence wise. ( But then, why does he seem so very bittersweet. ) Delicate.