Work Header

Lamp of Zhen Hun

Work Text:

Clean-cut man in hospital bed.

Woman plays with child in cradle.

Man walks alone under starry sky.

Boy wanders a field.

Young man rests violin on his chin.

Old man in brown suit, hunched and studying leaves.

All these stars collected already. And more still held, and more yet to come.

Lord Black-Cloak walks dreams, gathering strange stars along sleep-roads.

Once more he reaches out, catching fragments of a dream he will never release.

His heart makes this promise with tireless fingers, echoing through time.

When all ten thousand fragments are recovered, his Zhao Yunlan will be again.

And he smiles.