un: absterge | video
May. 3rd, 2022 06:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
( 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?