[OOM] Blood on on the Snow
Nov. 7th, 2020 10:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Stumbling out of the backwoods in the evening, Lan Zhan's energy flees him for a moment in a cool November evening. With the dangers of the wood behind him, he drops to the heather for a moment. He reaches out for one frond of the nearest shrub, curling his fingers into it, assuring himself of it's reality with the feel of it, the scent it gives up as he crushes it in his hand.
It is real. He is here.
He climbs to his feet and indeterminable time later, and begins to walk toward the bar, pale as a ghost and stinking of blood and herbs. Already, he's tearing open his scabbed up wounds, but it doesn't stop him. He walks, one foot in front of the other with graceless steps, toward the bar.
Lan Zhan must reach his son. Nothing else matters.
***
Some time later, after he knows A-Yuan is safe, and he has time to rest, he can be seen outside on the porch. What can be done for him has been done -- now it's just waiting for him to have the strength to get back and face what is waiting for him in Cloud Recesses.
[ Care has already been arranged for Lan Zhan, but people outside the A-Yuan plot are more than welcome to tag in while he rests at the bar! ]