"Quiet." He says.
I hear him grab something from the cliff. It smells so earthy and smells clean from the constant water. I hear it squish. I bite my lip. I'm a little nervous. I have no idea what's going to happen. I wish I could see what he's doing. It's not that I don't trust him. I just don't trust myself.
"Hold still." He says.
I nod. Or at least I think I nod. He puts something on my hand, directly onto the wound. I wince. It feels soft but still a little grainy. Why is he putting clay onto my wound? I don't know. I wanted to ask but I'm sure there's a method to this.
"Does it hurt?" He asks.
"No. Not really." I wince.
"It's okay." He says.
I push away from him. That startles me. That phrase.
"Okay? How?" I point at my face.
How is it going to be okay? My eyes were ripped from my skull. I'm weak. Injured. Pathetic. I've sunken so slow. I bite my lip. How does he know it'll be okay? How can things be okay? I don't get it. How can everything be okay? The witch is still out there. Yanli is going to be shocked. And I still can't find my mask.
"Wei Ying." Lan Zhan takes my hands.
He places something in them. I feel around. My mask.
"Thanks." I say turning.
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The Eye Theif
FantasyWei Wuxian's eyes gets stolen! Ripped from his head by a thief witch. He now searches high and low but without eyes, it's difficult. His spiritual chi is devasted. He can barely jump without wincing. Lan Zhan will have to help Wei Wuxian through it...
