text ; un: lan.sizhui

[lanofsizhui]

So, I heard today is Mother's day. Question and advice.

How to...how do you honor your mother? What should I do? I was thinking of getting flowers.

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un: sizhui

[sizhui]

Elder brother...

[lanofsizhui]

My real mother. I don't remember her. She died a long time ago.

Same for you?

[sizhui]

Yes, it is the same. I have remembered many things, but not quite that far back. We can make a memorial tablet for her?

[ Sizhui hesitates. Then turns the conversation private. ]

I think I know someone who can give us the name, but that might be

It might not be what you expect.

un: thejinling

[inheritedpain]

[ ow, this hurts

this hurts real bad. ]


her shrine isn't here


but i can show you what i do normally.

[noenvy]

I wish I could give advice.

But, I think just doing what is right would be enough.

[lanofsizhui]

That's good advice, Senior Wei.

[In a more cheerful upbeat, because if there is anyone who is more deserving]

By the way, would you like anything?

[lanofsizhui]

[This is where their past with their mothers is on a similar cord]

My real mother. I don't remember her face. It was during the Sunshot campaign. Mother deserves a proper honor, don't you think?

Can you show me how to do it?

[inheritedpain]

[ The nameless, faceless woman who birthed Lan Sizhui.

The Wen, as he knows now. As he’s been told.

A part of him still recoils at the idea of honouring a Wen. Any Wen. But between Sizhui and Wen Qing and even Wen Ning, Jin Ling has been forced to come to a more nuanced appreciation of the sect.

He won’t deny Sizhui this. ]


yeah

i can

i will.

we will honour yours as i honour mine.

text | username: absterge

[downswing]

Tradition abides prayer and incense.

[lanofsizhui]

[Private from hereon]

I don't remember much even if I try to recall. But back then, being a Wen is hard. I remembered I'm so small and holding onto Grandmother's hand. If it weren't for Wei Wuxian and his help.

[Surprise, he remembers his true identity]

Name? Who has the power to give?

[lanofsizhui]

The other Sizhui and Jin Ling is going to show me how.

[Because juniors with similar tradegies]

Do you have any incense you can share?

[sizhui]

Well. Both Wen Qing and Wen Qionglin are cousins to our father. They would know her name, and both of them are here.

2/2

[sizhui]

Wait.

You know now?

[noenvy]

Me? I like a good wine?

1/2

[downswing]

As required.

[downswing]

Will that suffice?

[lanofsizhui]

Now I know. Wen Ning is our uncle. I wanted to call him brother even though he's a cousin, but he insisted on being called senior and uncle.

Last week, I was gone to return back home. I just came back yesterday.

[lanofsizhui]

You and I both know drinking is forbidden.

But don't tell father. I may have a bottle of liquor in my storage. It was a wrong delivery and there's no sender to send back, so I don't know what to do with it and kept it. Would you like one? It's new and never opened.

[Actually, it's a courtesy of your friend, Huaisang. But he doesn't quite know what to do with it. It was an expensive type of liquor. So he kept it up until now.]

[lanofsizhui]

[He knows he isn't asking for much, but he has much gratitude.]

Thank you, I got it. I will burn it properly.

[noenvy]

I would love it.

And it is only forbidden in Cloud Recesses, and even then I can still drink when I want to. I don't have to follow the rules.

[downswing]

( Not his question to ask. Hardly his place. And yet: )




May I assist you?

[lanofsizhui]

[Sizhui now remembers he's a Wen, but he's a Lan also. He returned home last week and just returned back yesterday. So the memories came rushing back almost like an instant.]

Okay, let's meet up. I got incense, so I'm going to get flowers.

[He'll text him the coordinates which is a flower shop in the city to get his flowers.]

[lanofsizhui]

Yes, of course! Your guidance is needed. If you can show us the proper way.

I'm going to get flowers first. I think my mother would like that.

[It doesn't have to be a somber occasion. Just a day of remembrance.]

un; wenning

[goodboyplaydead]

I think she would like that.

Ah, along with Young Master Lan's advice.

There was a special place for this sort of practice. But it is currently closed to us.

An altar where you are staying should be all right.

text; un: byleth

[byleth]

Mother's day?
A Prismal holiday or one from your own world?