"Is anything certain in this world?" Lan Wangji was asking himself as he was clearing another patch of thick greenery so he could proceed through the forest. By his side, Jiang Wanyin was doing the same and cursing quietly under his breath.
Lan Wangji did not even look his way, he knew what he would see: another exhausted and scared teenager who pretended to put up a strong front for the world.
They were already searching for Wei Ying for nearly three months and there was not a single trace. It was as if Wei Wuxian had disappeared from the face of the Earth.
Lan Wangji was not sure how many Wen sect soldiers remained from the battalion that was chasing them. He did not know if his clan and sect were still alive or what had become of them. There were no news about the latest development of the Sunshot campaign either.
Nothing was sure at this point.
No, there was this one thing. The only fact that remained certain: Lan Wangji was not about to stop looking for the boy he had fallen in love with. Never. And it remained the last constant in his turbulent life now.
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The Untamed - book of drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles/ficlets from the world of The Untamed and Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation on various themes. Lately, I wanted to try improving my writing so I picked up several drabble and ficlets challenges. This is my first attempt at...
