un: wei laozu | audio | day after the summit

[weifinder]

Passing along a few highlights of my conversation with Asgeirr, our resident scholar ghost possessing a cloak from, oh, Sa-Hareth, that may be worth noting.

The citadel has raised and lowered itself, by a mechanism he believed connected to its central clock, for ages. However, it was largely for defense in the past, and the dragons were their primary form of offense in that defending. The civilians were kept safe. At that time, there was also no blurred lines between the dead and living—you could determine who and what was dead, and who and what lived.

( a pause, and he adds: )

He suggested it might be a thrall to the territories, or a freezing of the person at moment of death. Or that it might be something affecting us, but while that's clearly true, I don't think it's that specifically targeted.

Comments

[weifinder]

Now you're being stubborn. Should I start calling you Xiao Zhan?

[downswing]

Shall I retaliate?

[weifinder]

You may, but it leaves the truth unchanged, and your own disinclination to hear it preserved.

[downswing]

The truth of me is known for decades.

[weifinder]

No, Lan Zhan. The truth of you was decided by you, and changed by the nature of our changes in this place. Here, you're not Hanguang-jun to more than a few. Here, you're Lan Wangji, he to be known, he trusted for his merits shown, he who argues cleansing and ablution and is argued with in turn. He who has made connections, binds that tie, and glosses over them now to satisfy what?

[downswing]

You name me stubborn.

[weifinder]

You deny it? It's one of our shared traits, if not in perfect mirror.

[downswing]

I concede.

[weifinder]

Accepted.

I must head off for now, I've someone's facial hair to tailor. How's your work treating you here?

[downswing]

I do not read stars wisely.

[weifinder]

Perhaps consult with Emilia before handing over reports, hm?

[downswing]

I shall make each attempt.