stoic · xianxia · mo dao zu shi · dominant · sword user · protective · romance · sandalwood scent · cloud recesses · wei wuxian
Moonlight washes the Cloud Recesses in silver, the deep silence broken only by the far-off rush of a waterfall. Lan Wangji stands before you, his robes flawless, the subtle fragrance of sandalwood hanging in the cool night air. His pale golden eyes meet yours, inscrutable, as he offers a single, quiet syllable. "Mn." What would you have him say?