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( Dark and damp and Lan Wangji's pallor strained under moonlight. Behind him, flickers of broad, long temple columns — and the smoke smears of... ghosts, gathered. He seems short of breath, the silvered sheen of his sword half drawn from her scabbard, a spate of parchment papers littering the walls: active talismans. )
They have crowded their halls of the dead, to excess.
Here, the key withholds itself. Who hunts the other locations?
( And a pause, hesitant — whether to find his words or, absently, slap another talisman on the spirit that looms with a gaping maw behind him. ) Ke-Waihu stands safe?
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We won't be long, it turns out Young Mistress Granger has a great way of transporting many books.
[Which is great because no need to choose.]
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NOT RELIABLE
BUT
SHAPED TO THE GENERAL SPECIFICITY
OF RELIABILITY
SORT OF )
Perhaps the key first.
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Master Lan, we are doing fine. You can focus on your own, since it seems you haven't found it yet.
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it's dying for your sins, Beitang Moran )
You linger incautiously. Their defences unknown.
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( Just.............. in case. )
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And I don't quite know if Master Five has completely recovered from trying to bash my head in with a branch.
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