Wei Wuxian's jaw drops. Carefully, he turns the bone flute in his hands, running a finger over its polished white surface. Instruments made of animal bone are not uncommon, but he has never seen one of human bone before. It would fit very well with the Yiling Patriarch's reputation, he thinks -- and as wry as the thought may be, he still cannot help but marvel at the craftsmanship.
"If it is a family heirloom -- " He looks up, beaming anew. "Harrow, are you certain I can have it?"
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Date: 2020-11-01 12:59 am (UTC)"If it is a family heirloom -- " He looks up, beaming anew. "Harrow, are you certain I can have it?"