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    “So,” Lan Xichen said after a while. “We’ve been sharing dreams.”

    “It certainly appears that way,” Nie Mingjue agreed.

    “How do we make it stop?” Jin Guangyao wanted to know.

    (in which the sworn brotherhood ceremony is accompanied by an unexpected mental bond)

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    11 Nov 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    Lan Wangji dies after the thirty-third strike. Lan Xichen does not handle it well.

    *fleabag voice* This is a fix it.

    May I offer you a little excerpt:

    Tracing back his steps, all his life, every decision he’s ever made, every bruise and every cut – it leads back to his father. Jin Guangyao has regret nestled where silent calculation used to sit. He’s not surprised to still feel the cold prickle of acrimony right next to it.
    A kick to the chest and Jin Guangyao had promised to ascend those stairs in bright Jin Gold and rise to meet his father on equal footing. Now he’s dressed in Lan Blue and no chance to fulfill that promise.
    He makes a new one then, staring into the flames. He swears it on the memory of Nie Mingjue’s lips against his skin and Lan Xichen’s cold silver eyes. He’s made of regret instead of Jin Gold now and he will not cower down in fear. He will make his father pay for it.

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  4. Public Bookmark 60

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    “Are you a cultivator?”

    “No,” she says, steadily. “This one doesn’t possess the core for it.” She pauses and raises her eyes to his, so boldly he finds it a little startling. “I believe that I can be of use to the Jiang sect in spite of that, and I have brought a gift to prove it. May I show you?”

    Fully intrigued now, Jiang Cheng nods. The girl unslings the bundle from her back, unties a couple of straps, and unrolls it on the floor in a smooth motion.

    Jiang Cheng is on his feet before he even consciously realizes it’s happened, and the reaction murmurs out through the hall. There, on a blanket that belongs on the back of a horse, are five Wen cultivator swords, offered to him by a girl who looks like the word “bumpkin” was invented specifically for her. What the fuck.

    “Where did you get those?” he asks, instead of asking “What the fuck?” out loud, because that would be unbecoming of his status as sect leader.

    The girl meets his eyes again, lifts her chin, and says simply, “I killed the men who carried them.”

    Or: Fan Dingxiang cultivates the swole path. Jiang Cheng doesn't know how to handle that.

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    06 Nov 2020

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    Lan Wangji still remembers summers in Qinghe.

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    04 Nov 2020