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ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-05-29 12:38 pm (UTC)

Safekeep it. ( Then, measured: ) Transfer it, when our endurance dilutes.

( By the sound of the instructions Lan Wangji himself has received, an inevitability. The raven is a strange bait, inexorably chased by all parties, never absent pursuer or begrudging home. The man who last owned it long has perished. He need not whisper that truth, not when they all glimpsed the lanky, wrinkled starveling, the head priest come to his knees.

Succumbed by another's toil. Vanquished.

No matter. They are two, and swift on their feet and torrential in withdrawal. This is no more than a game, hop onto a pillar, kick away a rubble storm, flash of Lan Wangi's billowing robes the sign of their betrayal. They can win. They must win.

Over his shoulder, hissed: )


It propagates access to the volcano. ( Required, some might say, to reach within and calm the mountain's top. )

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