Wei Wuxian (
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2020-09-13 04:58 am (UTC)
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Slowly, Wei Wuxian's fingers uncurl from the blanket. He does not stir as Lan Zhan draws the cloth across his brow.
A-Xian,
he thinks he hears.
He cannot answer before he slips into darkness.
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Slowly, Wei Wuxian's fingers uncurl from the blanket. He does not stir as Lan Zhan draws the cloth across his brow.
A-Xian, he thinks he hears.
He cannot answer before he slips into darkness.