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Jun. 27th, 2024 08:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alongfallfromgraceBy the lotus pond, which finally has a few flowers showing their faces, Wei Wuxian is taking the day off. He has lotus wine, and snacks, and books for a few research projects for the problems he's currently working on.
Right now, though, he's doing something that would make most of the cultivation world tremble.
He's playing his dizi.
He's not calling up armies of the undead, however (and not because there's very few options for 'undead army' around here) - he's playing a song he's heard Lan Zhan play. He doesn't know the name of it, but it's quite an earworm.
(OOC: Happy five years, CQL!)
Right now, though, he's doing something that would make most of the cultivation world tremble.
He's playing his dizi.
He's not calling up armies of the undead, however (and not because there's very few options for 'undead army' around here) - he's playing a song he's heard Lan Zhan play. He doesn't know the name of it, but it's quite an earworm.
(OOC: Happy five years, CQL!)
