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    The Yiling Laozu shrugs again. “Do you want anything else augmented while you’re here? I saw that your pleasure module isn’t integrated.”

    Lan Wangji blinks again. He can find no mention of a pleasure module in any of his architecture. “What’s that?”

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    02 Jan 2021

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    THE HORNY FLOWER???

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    A half-written chapter Shang Qinghua deleted in his last life comes back to bite him in the ass.

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    In the month between Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian leaving Yi City and their attending the cultivation conference in Lanling, Wei Wuxian discovers a locked room in the Jingshi. It is a mystery that clever and curious Wei Wuxian is doing everything in his power to avoid solving.

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    30 Dec 2020

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    exquisite prose & the uneasiness of gifts

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    After a while he can feel a palm against his face, gentle fingers soft and soothing. It’s not real, not exactly: he can tell the difference between a ghost’s touch and a living person’s, between a spirit-vision and an overactive imagination. His education has been thorough. But the beating has also been thorough, so for now he forgets what he knows and leans into it, into the hand cupping his cheek. It’s soft and dry as those forgotten petals, as the touch of a pillow. He can smell wildflowers, can taste blood and dirt. My baby, his mother says, and he closes his eyes. My treasure. He barely remembers the sound of her voice, but the feeling of it is just the same. Just the same as ever.

     

    [In which Lan Wangji loses almost everything, plants a garden, and grows a second chance.]

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    29 Dec 2020

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    plant magic burial au