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[acrookedpath]

The lantern is done. It's a momentous achievement; a culmination of all of Wei Wuxian's work since he first arrived at the inn...

And now it means he doesn't have a project to work on anymore. The agony!

He'll think of one soon enough. In the meantime, he's settled for sketching out an update to the Compass of Evil, whittling away at a block of wood Madam Bar provided him. If he has all the tools of a thousand worlds at his disposal, it should be no trouble at all to fine-tune the instrument.

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[acrookedpath]

"The Dreaming," echoes Wei Wuxian. "I've heard of that in passing, but don't know very much of it. Is it just as it sounds? A place of dreams?"

[blue_ajah]

She cannot keep herself from a swift glance upward, then around, looking for the gleam of a starlit glance, the shifting motion of robes, but she sees no sign.

Moiraine looks back at them both. “Tel’aran’rhiod,” she says. “The World of Dreams; the Dreaming. It is the realm of Dream of the Endless, a place where reality is shaped by his wishes and the thoughts of dreamers or those who travel in dreams.”

[acrookedpath]

A spark of curiosity lights Wei Wuxian's eye.

"And you can find it here, eh? Sometimes," he amends. "When it is not hiding."

[blue_ajah]

“Oh, yes.” There is something very wry indeed about her tone. “The way, for most, is through the woods.”

[acrookedpath]

He can recognize the wry tone, but chooses to ignore it. Honestly, Moiraine is such a spoilsport!

Brightening, he looks to Lan Zhan again, grinning. "All our exploring, and we never knew an entire world of dreams was so close by. Something else to look for when we visit the rabbits next, Lan Zhan!"

[blue_ajah]

“Wei Ying—“

There is caution in his tone, she thinks. Moiraine seats herself at the table and signals to Holly to bring her tea.

“Would you hear a word of advice?”

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian clearly hears the note of caution, too, if his exaggerated pout is anything to go on. But before he can start to wheedle and tease in earnest, Moiraine finally takes a seat, and all of Wei Wuxian's playfulness vanishes.

He snags a loquat from the dishes at the table's center. "I suppose," he says before biting into it.

Listening to advice does not mean following it, after all.

[blue_ajah]

“Should you encounter him, Lord Morpheus - Dream - appreciates respect.”

Her manner and tone are absolutely tranquil.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian wrinkles his nose.

"I am capable of being polite, Moiraine," he says once he's swallowed his food. "When it's warranted."

[blue_ajah]

“I am quite aware of that,” she says, unruffled either by his words or by his cultivation partner’s glower.

“But you should understand that the Endless are not like mortals.”

[acrookedpath]

"I'd assume not, if they are able to craft an entire realm shaped by their desires alone," he says. Polishing off the loquat, he reaches for his tea again. "And able to further shape the same realm with the dreams of others."

[blue_ajah]

Moiraine shakes her head. “He is all dreams, and the Dreaming,” she explains. “He is Endless. He is Dream.”

[acrookedpath]

"...Ah."

That is a little quieter, as he studies Moiraine.

"So a deity. Not just a powerful being."

[blue_ajah]

“Some might call him so, but I am not certain it is that simple. The Endless are the very embodiment of certain concepts,” she tells them.

“Dream. Desire. Despair. Destiny. Delirium. Destruction. And Death.”

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian looses a soft breath. A beat passes before the corner of his mouth crooks again, unwillingly.

"Well," he says with breezy cheer, draining the last of his tea. (Ah, if only he'd asked for wine as well.) "I'm very well acquainted with my share of these Endless, then, if that is true. Death, eh? You say I should worry about offending Dream, but I'm surprised Death hasn't come to declare I've caused them great offense!"

Since, well. All the necromancy.

[lightamidchaos]

"I did not say that," Moiraine tells Wei Ying, her tone cool and precise. "I said that he appreciates respect. It would be wise of you to not put words in my mouth that I have not spoken. As for Death, I have not seen her here in some time."

Lan Wangji shifts position, deliberately, drawing her attention. "It would be wise of you not to insult Wei Ying," he warns.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian just barely restrains himself from rolling his eyes.

It becomes a little easier after Lan Zhan's comment; "Lan Zhan," he murmurs, and lays a hand on his arm. "It's all right."

[blue_ajah]

Moiraine arches an eyebrow. "Have I said something to offend?"

She is well aware of the protective nature the young man has expressed, but is not inclined to accept either posturing or threats whether subtle or overt.

[acrookedpath]

"I am not offended," he says -- both to her, and to Lan Zhan, who remains stubbornly silent beside him.

On the scale of offenses, do not put words in my mouth is so low that it hardly registers at all.

[blue_ajah]

"Very well." Moiraine sips her tea, and waits.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian glances to his husband, smiles slightly in reassurance, and squeezes his arm before fetching more food from the snack tray.

"Anyway," he says, tossing a walnut into his mouth. "Should I meet any of these Endless, I will behave myself. And in the meantime -- tell us more of what the anomaly has done since our last meeting."

[blue_ajah]

"It thickens, I suppose is the best way to put it," the Aes Sedai tells them. "There is a malevolent sense about it, almost as if it is waiting for something."

[acrookedpath]

He hums in consideration as he chews.

"Has anyone approached it besides you?" he asks. "Does it react differently, if so?"

[blue_ajah]

"Not closely. Nor, for that matter, have I spent much time close to it; only enough to place the wards," she says. Almost absently, Moiraine curves her fingers around her teacup, drawing in the warmth.

"But Hawk has confirmed my observation. He senses the same."

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian nods.

"I wonder what it waits for, then," he murmurs, half to himself. He drums his fingers against the table; glances to Lan Zhan in silent query.