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chenqing_100Title:Afterimage
Author:Eliza
Word Count/Drabble Type:100
Character(s)/Ship(s): Wen Qing & Jiang Cheng
Rating/Warnings: G
Author's Notes: Unbetaed
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“Please! I know you don’t—” his lips pressed into a firm line, “I need to do something.”
Wen Qing took his outstretched hand in both of hers, tipping the weight of the purse into her palm. It was heavier than it looked. They may survive the winter.
As they stood there, the lives of her tiny clan cupped between their hands, Sandu Shengshou’s formidable gaze eased into something closer to the warm light of the boy she’d first met. For just that moment, she let herself live in the skin of another Wen Qing, the one with a beautiful comb.
Author:Eliza
Word Count/Drabble Type:100
Character(s)/Ship(s): Wen Qing & Jiang Cheng
Rating/Warnings: G
Author's Notes: Unbetaed
~~~~
“Please! I know you don’t—” his lips pressed into a firm line, “I need to do something.”
Wen Qing took his outstretched hand in both of hers, tipping the weight of the purse into her palm. It was heavier than it looked. They may survive the winter.
As they stood there, the lives of her tiny clan cupped between their hands, Sandu Shengshou’s formidable gaze eased into something closer to the warm light of the boy she’d first met. For just that moment, she let herself live in the skin of another Wen Qing, the one with a beautiful comb.
