[ He sighs. Then he squats down, near the two of them. ]
Lan Zhan, courtesy name Lan Wangji, title Hanguang-Jun, second young master of the Lan Sect. He's someone I met, when we were boys. I... I tried to be friends with him, I really did try. But we clashed. We'd run into each other occasionally, over the years. Every single time, we'd part on worse terms.
[ He pauses, gazing out into the dark horizon. Lan Wangji stops struggling, his face composing itself back into a look of utmost, expressionless restraint, with dull eyes, as if the light had gone out of them. ]
Sometimes people are just too different.
[ He glances at Pyra, standing up again. ]
That day...
[ The heart world shifts and rotates suddenly around the three of them. They're on a platform in the mountains, before a ruined castle. Thousands upon thousands of cultivators are massed there, surrounding them. They appear in black and white (Chroma having worn off a bit on Wei Wuxian's psyche). They all have their backs to them. To him. Two cultivators however show some color, and are facing them: a man in a topknot, clad in purple with a lotus flower design on the front. He is surrounded by a golden glow and glaring angrily. The other.... Pyra might recognize. She was the quest demon's bait. She is gazing at Wei Wuxian with tears running down her cheeks. ]
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[ He sighs. Then he squats down, near the two of them. ]
Lan Zhan, courtesy name Lan Wangji, title Hanguang-Jun, second young master of the Lan Sect. He's someone I met, when we were boys. I... I tried to be friends with him, I really did try. But we clashed. We'd run into each other occasionally, over the years. Every single time, we'd part on worse terms.
[ He pauses, gazing out into the dark horizon. Lan Wangji stops struggling, his face composing itself back into a look of utmost, expressionless restraint, with dull eyes, as if the light had gone out of them. ]
Sometimes people are just too different.
[ He glances at Pyra, standing up again. ]
That day...
[ The heart world shifts and rotates suddenly around the three of them. They're on a platform in the mountains, before a ruined castle. Thousands upon thousands of cultivators are massed there, surrounding them. They appear in black and white (Chroma having worn off a bit on Wei Wuxian's psyche). They all have their backs to them. To him. Two cultivators however show some color, and are facing them: a man in a topknot, clad in purple with a lotus flower design on the front. He is surrounded by a golden glow and glaring angrily. The other.... Pyra might recognize. She was the quest demon's bait. She is gazing at Wei Wuxian with tears running down her cheeks. ]