Wei Wuxian bows his head forward, not because that's a direction of particular note: he's accepting the words granted, and hoping this is an indication of Chaos choosing to not only linger in the worst of despair, but to live like is being said now.
Like they all learn to live, even when they've been monsters.
So he waits, for the countdown or whatever tether will pull him back in, a flash of gratitude to Zagreus and Lan Zhan, and a memory that lingers: Yunmeng Jiang, at sunset on the river, with the lotuses and the laughter of the shidis and his shijie, splashing water and playing. Of Gusu Lan, standing at the top of the waterfall looking down over the landscape, Lan Zhan standing at his side, and the wrongs not all better, not undone, not fixed: but the future, there, for them each to stride into, earning the merits of their names.
So in that final playing: be well. do well. and if the stars we walk among remain the same, if worlds exist and oceans thrive and shores remain there for waves to crash on, we may yet meet again.
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Wei Wuxian bows his head forward, not because that's a direction of particular note: he's accepting the words granted, and hoping this is an indication of Chaos choosing to not only linger in the worst of despair, but to live like is being said now.
Like they all learn to live, even when they've been monsters.
So he waits, for the countdown or whatever tether will pull him back in, a flash of gratitude to Zagreus and Lan Zhan, and a memory that lingers: Yunmeng Jiang, at sunset on the river, with the lotuses and the laughter of the shidis and his shijie, splashing water and playing. Of Gusu Lan, standing at the top of the waterfall looking down over the landscape, Lan Zhan standing at his side, and the wrongs not all better, not undone, not fixed: but the future, there, for them each to stride into, earning the merits of their names.
So in that final playing: be well. do well. and if the stars we walk among remain the same, if worlds exist and oceans thrive and shores remain there for waves to crash on, we may yet meet again.