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In the dark of the night, the sudden faint glow could be seen from a small distance. It pulsed for a few moments, and then a bright flash of white came. A faint shattering sound echoed in the night as all traces of the light vanished.

And then there was a crashing sound as a form fell from the cliff.

He laid there at first, a little dizzy from the fall and from the breath that was stolen from him; but Crown Clown gave a sense of wariness, and his left eye itched with a faint warning.

Allen pushed himself up on his knees, staying crouched for a few seconds, the warmth of Crown Clown helping his body to stay alert. He felt tired, something in his mind told him this Ark’s Gate had felt different, but he would think about this later.

Two presences entered his senses suddenly, Crown Clown hissing at the dark, powerful presence that lingered somewhere not too far, and...

His gaze snapped upward, frame stiff as he registed how close the second presence was, and how long had they been here? Thankfully, the dizziness had left, and his cursed eye let him see better in the night.

Allen blinked, quick to assess, a golden robed youth, and Crown Clown slightly curious, giving him the sensation of something light, unknowingly making his eyes flicker to the sword for a brief moment.

But the other was human, so Allen forced his body to relax, his expression to soften and a sheepish smile to form, his eyes still a little guarded but not hostile. “... Hi?”

#xiianzi #(there you go!)

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❛ Ah, pardon me. ❜ Yuki softly states while eyeing the figure of the stranger, ❛ What are you doing here? ❜

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Wandering the town, Wei Wuxian felt almost amused at the rather paradoxal mix of feelings that bubbled in his chest. His head hurt, he felt a heat in his body that betrayed a light feverish state, and he had steadily ignored the sense of being lost that had hovered above him since he left the Mo Estate. So his heart felt a bit lighter to be in the presence of people, while his mind made its anger known at all the noises.

It was a miracle his mood had settled on a subtle sense of brooding rather than annoyed.

Still, fingers massaged a temple as he guided Little Apple with the reigns in his free hand, thanking the small blessing that was the donkey behaving. Maybe it had taken pity on him. Maybe it was plotting something. Who knew?

All he really cared about right now was to decide whether to look for a inn first or for something to eat. And yet, Wei Wuxian couldn’t help the way his ears caught and followed the few words about the unrest of the people, the whispers of something in the mountains.

Just his luck. He left one case to end up wandering close to another. What next, another group of young disciples?

Oh you’ve got to be kinding me, was his only thought when, not long after thinking about this, he caught the gold of Lanling Jin.

Wei Wuxian almost forced himself to look the other way, almost forced himself to remain calm and just continue moving; but... For no reason that he could tell, he felt the need to look, and without understanding yet, something tugged at his heart when he saw the face of the Jin youth.

And, of course, because his luck had gone away without him, or maybed it stayed behind at the Mo Estate, his eyes met the one of the youth. But no, the worst was the moment Wei Wuxian saw the hint of recognition in those eyes.

Of all the people to meet, it has to be someone who recognize Mo Xuanyu? But what does it mean, that it is a Jin disciple?

#xiianzi #(there you go!)#(tbh its very subtle but its his Noah instinct who recognize someone who is family to WWX and thats why he looks ovo)#(meanwhile WWX himself lowkey recognizes JYL in JL but doesnt realize yet)

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“Just what is that thing? Looks kinda weird....“

Jim’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the object over and over. He had never come across anything so obscure in his life. Oh well, a simple question couldn’t hurt, right? Curiosity killed the cat after all!

#( I know absolutely NOTHING about your series so I hope this is okay! )#( What the object is it's down to you! I thought I'd give something brief so it can lead to many options :) )#xiianzi

❛ A-LING, ARE YOU ALRIGHT ? ❜ she walks across the room in a flurry of golden robes before coming to a stop at her son’s side, her hand light on his shoulder. ❛ you looked upset at dinner, ❜ jiang yanli explains quietly. ❛ DID SOMETHING HAPPEN on the night hunt ? i was told you helped bring down the goddess. i’m proud of you, baobei. ❜ certainly it can’t be ANYTHING SERIOUS, she tells herself. her brother would have told her if it was...wouldn’t he ?

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#lmk if you'd rather have me switch to animated!! it's just that we're running low on older!jyl resources atm rip #my concept for this was 'jyl survived but jzx didn't and this is after dafan mt' but yknow what. i don't actually know #so if you'd rather get smt else pls feel free to tell me!! <3 #xiianzi #xiianzi ft. jiang yanli.#( jiang yanli ) the flower that blooms in adversity.

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“A-Ling,” Jiang Cheng said simply, as they made their way to Lotus Pier. “I have seen you with Wei WuXian, and I must know something. How do you view him?”

Jiang Cheng was not asking for the sake of worry that his brother would come in and demand the boy call him uncle, and force his way into the family again. It was due to concern over Jin Ling. The boy was the only family Jiang Cheng had for years, and to throw Wei WuXian back into this caused mixed feelings even for him.

“I understand your feelings have changed about him. I just wish to know how much? As in are you going to start calling him uncle and want him over for dinner? Or do can you just simply stand to be around him now, and wish to see him alive?”

#xiianzi #JC what kind of question is that?#the sect leader's time is precious #I hope this works #I can do something else if it doesn't

{ About an unforgettable event in their life? }

I’ll write a thing for what my muse wrote in their diary…

The page, among some of the oldest of the stack of papers, appears to have been handled more than once. It was not a paper that had been written on as though it was intended to simply be a repository of thoughts, feelings, and persistent visualization burned into his memories… it had been revisited as though there had been a desire to remember and revisit the moments when he’d written the characters on the page.

Passing an emerald-studded lake on my journeyFlowers of fuschia adorned the still watersA ruby-crowned crane searched the waters and the skiesThen gave a rending cry to all that might hearBut there was no other to hearken its lament

Also on the page was not a simple drawing of a crane as any unintended reader might expect, but of a indiscernible solitary figure with a lazily slouching posture seated at an empty table with its head resting its hand as they looked away at something else not identified in the drawing. The curl of the shoulder, the angle of the figure’s head, and the way the other hand abandoned the only other item on the floor at their side - a flute - seemed to echo loneliness and desolation.

#xiianzi #[remember when LWJ swung by Yiling while on a night hunt?]#an endless journal #decidedly my new tag for entries of what LWJ may decide to record

💕! { Any kind of ship! }

Send a “💕“ if you want to ship with my muse

– oh ho ho

banterships? slow burn into friendship? and we can see if it goes further? // eye emoji

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