Outside the Cloud Recesses it isn’t an issue. Outside, the Lan partake in night-hunts with the same enthusiasm as their peers. Outside, they are cultivators.

At the Cloud Recesses, they do not kill, or run, or shout, or wander in the dark after curfew.

At the Cloud Recesses, they weave robes with sigils of protection for their children, and tie blessed ribbons around their foreheads. Potent safeguards they set down only before their most trusted, their most beloved.

It makes you wonder why.