The Harbinger's Well

Nightmares aren't new; if anything, they're one of the few constants in Xie Lian's life. Some are worse than others, like suffocating in a coffin or his second ascension.

But this one...this one's different. It's in his bones. Malignant and cold like a tumor invading the marrow.

Or, A hurt/comfort fic where Xie Lian struggles to process his guilt surrounding Honger's death. A dissection of shame, grief, and forgiveness.