Blue light sizzles around the woman as she steps closer, devouring the hazmat suit. The helmet melts away, revealing brown skin and red hair and a vermilion mark between her brows. The baggy garish clothes give way to robes embroidered with white peonies.
But the sword isn't right; heavy, black, straight, double-edged. She stands over Lan Wangji and raises it.
"I don't relish killing another child of Eden. But what would you do?"
"If you had one shot--one opportunity--to seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment, would you capture it? Or just let it slip?"
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Date: 2020-10-18 06:29 pm (UTC)But the sword isn't right; heavy, black, straight, double-edged. She stands over Lan Wangji and raises it.
"I don't relish killing another child of Eden. But what would you do?"
"If you had one shot--one opportunity--to seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment, would you capture it? Or just let it slip?"