[ i've given up on writing actual starters during memshare week frankly. too powerful. too much.
but zhongli has a severe frown at the bullying that starts the memory - he didn't suffer it, himself, but he did put an end to more than one instance of it, and it never changes. children, adults, gods... bullies are all the same.
the meteor, though... this boon from the heavens, he can't help but think of it as a sign of fortune for a child that would become the swordsmaster next to him, now, as he watches the old man with keen curiosity. he seems to perk, hearing the sound the metal makes, judging it as the blind swordsmith does, and murmurs: ] A fine quality.
[ after that, he's silent. watching the rest play out. his irritation at the children shifts to something softer, and amused, as the memory begins to wind to an end in the mirrors. ]
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but zhongli has a severe frown at the bullying that starts the memory - he didn't suffer it, himself, but he did put an end to more than one instance of it, and it never changes. children, adults, gods... bullies are all the same.
the meteor, though... this boon from the heavens, he can't help but think of it as a sign of fortune for a child that would become the swordsmaster next to him, now, as he watches the old man with keen curiosity. he seems to perk, hearing the sound the metal makes, judging it as the blind swordsmith does, and murmurs: ] A fine quality.
[ after that, he's silent. watching the rest play out. his irritation at the children shifts to something softer, and amused, as the memory begins to wind to an end in the mirrors. ]
... your future blade?