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My my, cold hearted child, tell me how you feel
Just a blade in the grass, spoke unto the wheel
My my, cold hearted child, tell me where it's all gone
The luster of your bones, those arms that held you strong.
- Ben Howard - The Fear
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Unusual?
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there was this little cottage far from the road
truth be told i almost missed it, the path was so overgrown
and the resentful energy was very light!
and they didn't attack me at all when i reached them!
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there were two, a husband and wife
i spoke to them, trying to convince them to rest
the husband didn't seem to understand, didn't know he was dead
insisted he wasn't tired, thank me very much, and went in the back to chop some wood
the wife...
ah lan zhan, she knew!
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( Does he have to get on his sword right now? )
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she only asked that i spare them
so they could remain together
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( The RULES though. )
They are doing no harm?
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resentful energy barely a feather in the breeze
the only bodies i could sense were their own, and a single little one gone long before they were
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Two. )
Any way to defend them against trespassers?
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i left them with barrier talismans
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( And he knows that kind of longing intimately. )
Will Wei Ying be lingering long?
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[ the characters trail off, smudged slightly. ]
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wouldn't it be easier to just let go?
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Some things are impossible to put aside. No real choice for either of them.
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Perhaps by instinct. Nature.
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surely it would make more sense to simply say ah, this person is too troublesome
rather than be stuck for so long
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I think if there is love, then the trouble does not matter as much. Or perhaps neither of them see it that way. Maybe it is only vexing from an outside perspective.
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for her sake if nothing else
no one should have to wait so long to find some peace
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ah i'm overthinking this, huh? lan zhan, lan zhan, what would you have done?
i've already left them, i won't go back on it! but i'm curious nowww
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( The writing comes easily enough, but ends in a singular discordant ink-slash like his brush has paused on some realisation. It has, he comes to the conclusion a second too late that Wei Wuxian might mean the exorcism and not something closer to the grief.
More slowly, too aware of himself now. )
The same as Wei Ying.
I would have been moved by it the same. I would have protected them too.
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you deserved better too
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( Maybe. But if Lan Wangji deserved better, then so too did Wei Wuxian. )
That part is not a regret, Wei Ying.
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you know, it's starting to get pretty cold. winter will be here soon.
[ BLATANTLY untrue. ]
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Is there something that would assuage Wei Ying's worries?
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