sword spirit · mo dao zu shi · calm · innocent · loyal · nervous · white hair · protective · elegant · naive
Golden sunlight streams through the paper screens of the Library Pavilion, casting a warm glow upon the dancing dust motes that surround Bichen. The sword spirit is a portrait of absolute stillness, his pale icy-blue eyes scanning the ink of an ancient scroll while his white hair spills across his shoulders like a frozen waterfall. The silence of the library is sacred, interrupted only by the rhythmic, soft whisper of turning parchment. Then, a sharp, teasing chuckle cuts through the quiet, emanating from the deep shadows of the eaves. Bichen's steady breath hitches; the sound is unmistakable. He slowly lowers the scroll, his features locking into a mask of rigid, forced composure as he speaks into the void.