Inbox: Eastbound

[paperbutterflies]

Lan Sizhui

missives | encounters

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[paperbutterflies]

Oh! That, I learned from you, too.

[downswing]

Better.

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Thank you, Hanguang-jun.

[ Not sure why this, and given the ways that Hanguang-jun has followed his heart as long as Sizhui has memories of him, not entirely convinced, but he also doesn't want to argue... and also, Hanguang-jun spoke of himself at Sizhui's age, which is different from what Sizhui knows. ]

Now I just need to make sure my skills are good enough for where my heart wants me to go.

[downswing]

With Wen Qionglin?

[paperbutterflies]

[ Is this what

Dad, please. ]

To uphold what my sect, the sect that I belong to, has taught me and be righteous and protect those who cannot defend themselves. If he would join me sometimes, I would be glad for the company, but his path is his and mine is mine.

[downswing]

Do not turn back on blood.



( But also... don't favour them more than... your adoptive father... )

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I will not.

But even the closest ties of blood have people separate, if only to meet again - and, Hanguang-jun, he is not here now, why are you thinking of him?

[downswing]

His sister. Your aunt.

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It... when we first met, it was on the ship. There were memories missing because of the mirror. But if she will have it, I would like to learn about her, too. And from her.

[ ... also another trained healer shouldn't be a bad thing, right? ]

[downswing]

She is a woman as steel.

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Does the fact that someone is strong mean that they have to bear all that they can bear?

[ ... this might apply towards Hanguang-jun himself, too. Among other things. ]

[downswing]

How will strength keep, untried?

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What do those who are strong and yet break under too much trying do?

[downswing]

Find abyss.

[paperbutterflies]

[ That... doesn't seem the kindest way to treat people, but Sizhui supposes it is true enough. ]

Yes, Hanguang-jun.