The pale moonlight leaked through the windows, ajar
The curtains in white danced to the cool breeze.
Soon the night is filled with silent chaos back
In the Cloud Recesses, under a crescent moon.
Oh, so deep is the night;
Amidst the romantic nocturne*
Stood Second Master Lan,
A glistening jade out of doors.
-* A nocturne is a romantic night piece in music
His long averted gaze remained still.
His lingering stare caused stars to fall,
One by one, till there was nothing,
Just a blue carpet* left.
-* the blue carpet refers to the plain blue sky
'Second Master Lan...' he breathed,
'Wangji- xiong!*' his mouth twitched.
'Lan Wangji...' his face soften, lips parted.
Sweat tricked down the porcelain skin...
'...' he waited 'Lan Zhan!' and cried.
-* 'Xiong' refers to brother in Chinese
Tears shot like vinegar as he sobbed,
Deep within, raging of anger and wroth
Seething, hissing in pain-
Losing a cataclysmic fight over
Sadness and sorrow.
More than a decade has passed...
Yet here in the majestic Cloud Recesses;
A graveyard of white puppets* remained still,
Lonely without the morning chimes*.
-*graveyard of white puppet refers to the disciples of the Cloud Recesses; wwx said himself that they're always dressed in white as if attending to a funeral
-*morning chimes refers to Wei Wuxian's silvery laugh; after he left the Cloud Recesses after his studies, Xichen mentioned to his uncle that the place is calm due to Wei Ying's absence
That Usuratonkachi...*
Always wearing that painful smile-
That idiot...
-* this actually refers to 'a person who's good for nothing' which is an informal term used in a Jap anime (Naruto) I watched
... 'Ha ha ha...' the mirthful chirps
Soon became relentless sobs of angst.
... 'Wei Ying...Wei... Yi...'
He barely spoke of a drunken dream of the past.*
-*this drunken dream refers to the wish wwx made during the time all the disciples set lanterns to the evening sky at Cloud Recesses
'Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan... it's freezing in here...'
'...'
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Sunken Prelude
PoetryThe Second Master Lan was amidst a cataclysmic battle, drowned in mixed feelings after the fall of the Yilling Patriach. This is actually a poem I wrote after watching the drama and anime series and it's in Wangji's POV. I do not own the storyline...