Inbox: Eastbound

[paperbutterflies]

Lan Sizhui

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[downswing]

At present, when you have yet to tire.

He'll bring you tea later.

[paperbutterflies]

[ Well. That makes Sizhui consider for a moment what he knows. ]

Hanguang-jun, from what I can see this far, I do not think the witches here have anything capable of storing and replenishing energy like a golden core. I think even if numbers are on their side, they would still get exhausted much sooner than I would.

[downswing]

Fire propagates with little help, past spark.

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Within limits, in a city, ah, citadel of canals.

[downswing]

May you need not witness homes burn.

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I try to keep them from doing so.

[downswing]

You are our own.


( And not of the Wen, who burned down Cloud Recesses, this is your blood, child. )

[paperbutterflies]

[ ... how was that even a doubt... ]

Yes, Hanguang-jun.

Are you keeping an eye on Senior Wei or should I seek him out?

[downswing]

He accepts your care.