“I wish to share this view with Qingge for as long as he will let me,” he declares with a small smile, eyes on the horizon.
The sun is beginning to set. Has he really spent this long of a time with him?
But never has he felt more at peace like this. He almost dreads having to return.
The sun is beginning to set. Has he really spent this long of a time with him?
But never has he felt more at peace like this. He almost dreads having to return.
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As the other Peak Lord turns back to look-
Between them, as the world around them slowly grows darker as night rolls in, Qingge has still not released Shen Qingqiu's hand.
Then comes twilight. The pair are still together, taking in the view.
“I think I like this time of day the most,” he hums appreciatively.
“The boundary between ——
It's as if the world goes silent and still around them at this hour.
Perhaps that's why he likes it so much.
Honestly, the War God has never really stayed in the clearing this late. Most visits of his were done early in the day, using the quiet to -
And if he does come here late, he's usually gone before the sun sets.
For a first twilight here, Qingge thinks it's rather nice.
"Hm... It's pretty."