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    Time splits and splinters, is reborn. Jiang Cheng is a cultivator, then a brother, then an orphan, then a sect leader, then a nothing, then a cultivator again, a sect leader again, an orphan still, an only child. Jiang Cheng blooms and is eaten and blooms and is eaten and blooms and is eaten. 

    In the first story he kills his brother because his brother — fell. Ghosts wrapped their breath around Wei Wuxian’s throat and strangled all his words, twisting them. Ghosts had held Wei Wuxian together at the seams while their bitterness shook him apart. He lost control and was swallowed, and the swallowing was whole: a-jie, Jin Zuxian, the Wen clan, Wei Wuxian himself. Jiang Cheng wielded a blade like his mother’s love, wielded grief like his mother’s love, wielded his brother’s name like his mother’s love: Wei Wuxian! Go die!

    Still: he failed to stab him. On purpose? No. Yes. Both. Neither.

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    Or: Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, over and over.

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    06 Sep 2020

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    “Tell me,” said T’Challa, “how did you find me?”

    “One of my fishers found you. You were blocking the river. You were lying in the middle of the river on a bed of rubbish. You were belly-up like a dead crocodile with flies on its tongue in the middle of the river. The river flooded and washed away crops and whole villages. Some kind of king you are!”

    “M’Baku,” said T’Challa tiredly. “Please do not tell stories.”

     

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    M'Baku fished his king out of the Omoogun River

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    01 Sep 2020

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    “Hanguang-jun,” Wei Wuxian repeats. His heart clenches. He wants—but he’d really meant to have this nightmare stuff down before they met again, so he wouldn’t find himself relying on Lan Wangji’s nearness. He’s not supposed to go back yet. But he’s so tired, and his will crumbles. “Yeah,” he says. “All right. Take me back to Gusu with you.”

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    29 Aug 2020

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    All around him, summer throbs like a heartbeat, undeniably alive. Wounds begin to heal.
    And Wei Wuxian, with sweat on his brow, feels ripe. Wei Wuxian, with his hands deep in the soil and mud between his toes, remembers something simple and primitive and utterly transformative:
    It feels good to make things grow.

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    Wei Wuxian's travel guide to finding your place in the world.

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    26 Aug 2020

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