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🌄 Day 4 Prompt: Lost years
Xie Lian’s wandering years + happy #hualian 800 years later
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Loneliness was something Xie Lian was used to—and at the same time, he wasn't.
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🌄 Day 4 Prompt: Lost years
Xie Lian’s wandering years + happy #hualian 800 years later
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Loneliness was something Xie Lian was used to—and at the same time, he wasn't.
At least in the beginning some heavenly officials were watching him basking, their eager, hidden eyes on him burning his skin.
He never thought he'd miss those curious gazes, but as loneliness laced his thoughts more frequently, he started to crave the slightest of interactions.
He never thought he'd miss those curious gazes, but as loneliness laced his thoughts more frequently, he started to crave the slightest of interactions.
However, as the shackles sealed his luck away, his misfortune slowly started to affect the humans who showed him a sliver of kindness.
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⚔️ #hualian strip-sparring
#XieLianWeek2022 Day 3: Martial God
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"Let’s go again."
"It's already the third round, gege is being insatiable," Hua Cheng says, but he readily accepts whatever Xie Lian wishes to do to him. "Or is it that you can't get enough?"
⚔️ #hualian strip-sparring
#XieLianWeek2022 Day 3: Martial God
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"Let’s go again."
"It's already the third round, gege is being insatiable," Hua Cheng says, but he readily accepts whatever Xie Lian wishes to do to him. "Or is it that you can't get enough?"
It's not Xie Lian who answers his teasing, but a metallic 'clang'.
Sparks fly when blade meets blade, reflecting in his dark eyes, half-lidded with concentration and something that always lurks inside him when facing Hua Cheng.
Sparks fly when blade meets blade, reflecting in his dark eyes, half-lidded with concentration and something that always lurks inside him when facing Hua Cheng.
Hua Cheng strides forward with his scimitar—it's different from Eming, who tends to get either overly excited or balky with Xie Lian around, thus, it gets
banned from the armory whenever the pair indulge themselves in sparring.
banned from the armory whenever the pair indulge themselves in sparring.
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🌺 Day 2 Prompt: Second Ascension
Book 4, Wuming POV + bonus #hualian (#wulian) 800 years later
The stomped-over petals of the white flower were scattered across the floor. A miserable beauty thoroughly trampled—It reminded Wuming of his god.
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🌺 Day 2 Prompt: Second Ascension
Book 4, Wuming POV + bonus #hualian (#wulian) 800 years later
The stomped-over petals of the white flower were scattered across the floor. A miserable beauty thoroughly trampled—It reminded Wuming of his god.
Wuming just stared, a horrified expression hidden behind his mask as his beloved, pierced himself through with the same damned black sword that caused him so much suffering already, jumping down to land flat on the cold Lang'er Bay ground.
He admittedly hated the way His Highness resulted to do this, but he had a hunch why he's still trying so hard.
After all, he said what he said: His Highness will forever be His Highness.
Besides, Wuming understood it like no one else what it meant to feel one person enough.
After all, he said what he said: His Highness will forever be His Highness.
Besides, Wuming understood it like no one else what it meant to feel one person enough.
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🌼 Day 1 Prompt: Calamity Falls
Book 2, Xianle Days
Hong-er POV+bonus hualian 800 years later
Hong-er was there when it all began.
Rumors spread through Xianle, first among the street urchins. Words of a drought and the royal family's spending.
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🌼 Day 1 Prompt: Calamity Falls
Book 2, Xianle Days
Hong-er POV+bonus hualian 800 years later
Hong-er was there when it all began.
Rumors spread through Xianle, first among the street urchins. Words of a drought and the royal family's spending.
Hong-er didn't understand it at the time.
He just changed the simple white flower in his self-made statue's hands (it's nowhere near perfect, still ridiculous, but he's getting better.)
He just changed the simple white flower in his self-made statue's hands (it's nowhere near perfect, still ridiculous, but he's getting better.)
His soldier days were a blur. Images of His Highness haunted him:
His Highness fighting on the battlefield, graceful, dazzling, masterly wielding the blade.
Hong-er was there too, he went straight for the kill whoever tried to get close to His Highness.
His Highness fighting on the battlefield, graceful, dazzling, masterly wielding the blade.
Hong-er was there too, he went straight for the kill whoever tried to get close to His Highness.
