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魏婴 Wei Ying | 魏无羡 Wei Wuxian ([personal profile] laughitoff) wrote2019-12-15 06:43 pm
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[sidereal - the dreaming]

[for MDZS AU plot-related shenanigans]
strikingchords: (i know i shouldn't love you.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[some of them survived, for Wen Ning to find in their future selves' time. there was more than enough for him to recognize this.

he stops dead for a good twenty seconds and stares at them when his brain puts together what he's half-receiving from Wei Wuxian and what his own eyes are trying to tell him more coherently. this is his fresh nightmare, too, for all that they've drawn apart enough that Wei Wuxian might not pick up his reaction.]
Edited 2019-12-22 14:26 (UTC)
strikingchords: (entropy.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[breathes. that's fine. he knows where he wants to go here, actually, even with the veneer of unfamiliar scenery laid over it.

he closes his eyes, orients himself along his memory of the Wen encampment layout - ah, yes, that would have been the path he followed to get here those times, southeast of here - and starts climbing the hill to the northeast, where a scrappy if stunted excuse for a forest had settled in back in his own memories. he deliberately doesn't look at these healthier versions of the trees until he gets to the biggest of them, set a little apart from the others.

his eyes try to trick him and tell him it's whole, but he focuses on it firmly enough that it relents and shows him its lightning-split hollow face instead. he starts digging a short way down the slope, in its lee.]
strikingchords: (adio detta.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[this is the second time this night he's used Bichen to help him dig a grave in a dream. maybe he should change out its blade for a shovel.

once he's carefully rearranged and shrouded the sad little corpses he's collected for maximum dignity, buried them, and marked the spot with a heavy stone, he kneels by the tree with his guqin and releases the little family from their spirit-trapping pouch. he plays.

This tree has sheltered children before. Will you rest here?]
strikingchords: (inquiry.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Do you desire help?]
strikingchords: (menseri amore.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[he begins playing Rest again. there's enough time for them to leave one more message behind before they fade away.]
strikingchords: (dreamer dream on.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[pauses, very surprised

Yes.]
strikingchords: (everything I hold dear.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[...

Thank you. Sleep well.

he plays the last bars.]
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strikingchords: (the only dove i see.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[he stares at the grave for a little while, then stands and lays a hand on the tree. thanks again, tree.]
strikingchords: (bury me beneath the trees.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[flinches, the barest twitch, closing his eyes]
strikingchords: (all my stumbling phrases.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[yeah Lan Wangji's completely unguarded against that, caught up in his own memories; he stumbles back from the tree and almost trips but for his long-practiced balance and control, jerked near-physically down the hillside]
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strikingchords: (sweet disaster.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[against the cacaphony of Wei Wuxian's emotions Lan Wangji's self-contained knife-blade of grief just-- doesn't show up; Wei Wuxian would have to be looking for it to feel its stiletto presence through Lan Wangji's gut, and he's obviously not. Lan Wangji actually goes to his knees for a moment at the onslaught in his head, blank and tense enough against his shaking that he's achieved a tremble in his hands from the other direction entirely.]
strikingchords: (ephemeral.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lan Wangji doesn't follow him; he just looks silently at the ground between the dirt-stained fingers of his outstretched gravedigger's hands, numb and cold as a man bled out]
strikingchords: (and try to fall in love.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2019-12-22 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[sure seems like it. it's easy enough to pick up the path back to the cliff from here.

Lan Wangji gets up again and shakes the ash off his dirt-resistant Lan mourning robes and keeps steadily walking down the hill without a word.]

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