She nods slowly; her black eyes are shining, blacker than the pits of hell.
"Of course," she whispers. "Of course you had to. What else could they expect?"
Wei Wuxian has seen in her a kindred spirit; another necromancer, from a world of necromancers. But of course the truth is that she is a heretic and an outsider within the Empire. She has always feared seeing the colors of the Third or the Fifth flying above the Ninth's black; how would she react if instead they hung the bodies of her gentle ancient anchorites and devoted sisters? If they had flown Marshal Crux like a flag from the top of Drearburh?
Another myriad later and they would still be telling the story of the vengeance of the black nun.
She finds his eyes. "Tell me you killed them all."
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Date: 2020-09-18 01:44 am (UTC)"Of course," she whispers. "Of course you had to. What else could they expect?"
Wei Wuxian has seen in her a kindred spirit; another necromancer, from a world of necromancers. But of course the truth is that she is a heretic and an outsider within the Empire. She has always feared seeing the colors of the Third or the Fifth flying above the Ninth's black; how would she react if instead they hung the bodies of her gentle ancient anchorites and devoted sisters? If they had flown Marshal Crux like a flag from the top of Drearburh?
Another myriad later and they would still be telling the story of the vengeance of the black nun.
She finds his eyes. "Tell me you killed them all."