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๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ gaze settled upon the youth's face as Li Yun was settled behind a flamboyant little bird, who wore a face too sour for one as cute as her. Li Yun, however, had the look of a goblin as he was picking out the chestnut burs from her hair, looking all too gleeful to open every other one up and finding chestnuts inside.
Imbeciles, the youth thought. But maybe his gaze had a tinge of tenderness. He chewed on the piece of hay in his mouth, the only only movement of his person actually his jaw. He didn't notice when another hooligan approached behind him to make the scene even more ridiculous, his shoulders jumping and making the birds on the nearby trees ( which were laughing in their own language at their little sister too ) flutter away when the still statue of Cheng Qian came to life, looking back as he felt the eyes of that Sect Leader advancing on him.
โ ย ย ... Where have you been ?ย ย ย โ
@starbiter has been summoned !
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โSorry to bust in on your party,โ the sheriff drawled, with no hint of remorse in his voice.ย โBut Iโve got a few questions for the Pied Piper.โ He noted that the man had hardly left off sucking face with his two compatriots.ย โIf youโve got a moment.โ
โน brรฒnach
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He could not remember the last time he was as excited for his nameday as this. The celebration was usually little more than an inconvenience to think of. At least all the preparation was. An increasingly frenetic endeavor he took little interest in participating, but the thought of which exhausted him nonetheless. The ensuing party had been vexing, with all the standing on ceremony, greeting of guests, and the inexorable obligation to look like he was having fun. Worse was the fact that he had had to execute all those convincingly, even in the pernicious presence of Sindri.
But this was the first nameday in an age that he and Sindri had happened to be on civil terms. More than civil. Pleasant. It had to be the longest span of time that he could remember that Sindri had ended up in his bed with any constancy. Nearly every evening these past four months. He was almost encouraged.
The first day of the fete began with Ceallach positively charming in restless anticipation of the Night Courtโs arrivalโ and Sindri with it. He had attended his guests with a scintillate smile like the sun itself, a diplomatic aplomb that earned approving (if surprised) smiles from his parents.
Until the Night Court arrived: the Queen Candra, her consort husband, and Sindri, their heir... and his guest. Some sullen-looking brat with hollow cheeks and thin lips and eyes that might have been pretty had they not been hardened disdainfully in some tired, adolescent sourness.
Sindri did not need to explain. Ceallach knew exactly who he was. A new lover. One of a legion of his many lovers, who he flaunted without a care before Ceallach and all the world to see.. The blissful, impenetrable smile he wore as he purposefully withheld his introductions.ย
He heard the murmurings later. A selkie. An up-jumped ocean dog who dared show his face in his sunlit halls. Some tellurian freak. Not even a fae, or even human. An animal. The thought made Ceallachโs skin crawl.ย
He waited by and by with a tight smile to anyone who graciously wished him a happy name day, his thoughts occupied by his impatience that Sindri leave his guest for even a moment. His patience was rewarded at length, and he caught Sindri by his elbow and walked him briskly to the hallway, out of sight.ย โTell your friend heโs not welcome,โ he intoned quietly, but there was rancor in his eyes and the shunt of his hand to Sindriโs chest, shoving him smartly into the wall. ย โIโd ask if anything was sacred to you, but I think I know the answer to that. How dare you. On my name day. How could you?โ
โ: bound
โ: @starbiter
Fairyland was nothing like heโd expected. When heโd overheard someone recommend it, the name brought to mind some supersaturated technicolor Wonderland with stupidly dickless โwhimsicalโ characters accosting the patrons while everyone pretended to be high on molly in spite of the teetotaling lack of it. ย
What he found was a dark, post-industrial mess. It was nearly impossible to see, so dim were the lights, with only some twinkling silver overhead, like stars in an inky sky. So of course the first thing he did was bump hard into someone. And that someone happened to be an inordinately good looking man adorned in intricate tattoos on nearly every inch of his body, his silken, dark hair mussed beautifully in artfully draping tendrils. His nipple piercings also did not go unnoticed. Or unappreciated.ย
โHey, sorry about that,โ he apologized, brushing away from imagined dirt from the strangersโ shoulders and chest. Was it gratuitous? Likely. At least he had the benefit of an excuse.ย โI didnโt hurt you, did I? Heyโโ He leaned in, reasonably to let himself be heard better, but the proximity allowed him the maddening intoxication of honeysuckle and his warmed skin.ย โItโs my first time here. Anything, anyone youโd recommend?โย

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@starbiterโ // Shen Yi said:ย
A missive, sent by mechanical bird:
๐๐บ ๐ถ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ง๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐บ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ด ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ณ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ช๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ค๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ, "๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด." ๐๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ (๐ฐ๐ง ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ญ๐บ), ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ค ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ค๐บ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด? ๐๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐บ, "๐๐ฆ๐ต ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ?" ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด, ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ'๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ, SHEN YI
ย ย ย ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ leaves Chang Geng like a laugh as he finishes reading the small neatly written script. Behind him a sleeping marquis lays, his naked body only half-covered by the imperial covers. Running his finger decisively over the mechanical bird sat upon his desk once more, Chang Geng reaches for his brush and paper to respond:
๐๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ,ย
๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ด๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐บ, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ช๐ต ... ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข.ย
๐๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญโ๐ด ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ข๐ตiv๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐บ, ๐ช๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐จ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ-๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ค๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต-๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ.ย ย
๐๐ต ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ-๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ โ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐโ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฏ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ต, ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ.ย
ย ๐๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฅ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต โ๐ฆ๐น๐ข๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ดโ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด โ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆโ ๐ฐ๐ณ โ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญโ.ย
๐๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐บย ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง.ย
ย ๐๐ข๐บ ๐ญ๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ช๐ต๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญโ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ค ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ด๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ,ย ย
๐๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐บ,
Tai Shi
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โน @insurhale
He couldnโt count the last time heโd been so furious. Surely he was used to Sindriโs impropriety, his flouting of convention and good sense and decency. It was almost artful, how he managed to do all at once and paint himself blameless for it. But today, of all days, of all occasions: his nameday. When the Courts came to pay tribute to the only son of the Sun King, when he would be feted for all the fae to see.ย
All eyes were on him, and he wore the most beatific smile he could muster under their scrutiny. Of course the murmurings had already started. Of course he heard them all. Prince Sindri has arrived with a new lover. And Prince Ceallach is pretending all is well, but everyone can see the smoke practically steaming from his collar.ย
It was humiliating, having his business on display. There was a small nugget of lucidity in which he realized that this guest of his was of no part in his misery. It was Sindri. Exclusively Sindri. But it hardly stopped him from laying the brunt of the inculpation on his head.ย
Ceallach waited until Sindri wandered off. Most likely in search of some honeyed cream or rose wine, or some delectible neck to press his lips to, before sidling up beside his dull and dark-haired rival. ย โDid it ever occur to you that you might not be welcome here?โ he asked airily, over a glass of bubbling rose champagne.ย โThis is for fae, after all. If youโd like to stay, the entertainment is relegated to the antechamber behind the kitchens until weโre ready to receive you. I didnโt realize freak shows traveled separate from the circuses.โย
@starbiter said : โ ย i guess growing up means putting what you should do in front of what you want to do, right?ย โ XIAO CHIYE?!??! / โง
๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. the snap of a bowstring to signify battle , to gleaming spears pointed high to the heavens and swords that could cut through the air like frozen water droplets under an overcast sky. familiar is the clash of steel of a blade against whetstone, rejuvenated from the rust that had seemed to be so easily removed , parting with its glorious history of endless battle to recount new ones ; as is the joy of creation for the purpose of his friends to carry on their person -- where the metallic beating of steel becomes a heartbeat , and he may part with beloved friends in mulberry fields through an exchange of a part of himself to them , along with promises that are echoed in whistling winds.
of course , it is the strife that matters most. the reflection of one's duty over the luxury of personal want.
" reminiscing on the past summers of youth must be done with a cup of wine in hand under a moonlit night. " the swordsmith's voice is laced with jest amidst the air of nonchalance he dons , uninterrupted by the guest's musings as crimson eyes glide over plans. " that is the misfortune of , growing up, "
he turns now , offering a decorum of courtesy in his address , " young master , i'm sure you did not come just to ask this of me. "