※ A Luye character study. No romance in this story, though it may count as friendship, perhaps.
※ Some thoughts on the form of Luye's favored line. I love the image of a "line" and all the rich meanings behind it, so I wanted to write about Luye and her relationship with lines.
※ About 9,500 words in total, all in one post. The timeline runs from Luye's spiritual birth to Zeyu's spiritual birth.
※ A self-indulgent work, with many personal headcanons and almost entirely made-up details.
Palm lines, tattoos, meridians, spinning thread, weaving, embroidery, Chinese characters, calligraphy, texts, the Silk Road, rivers, astronomy, trees, lineages, inheritance. Through heaven and earth, weaving yin and yang, who knows how long the threads stretch, binding the land through eight hundred springs.
At one end of the line is her; at the other are her former master, senior sister, and village companions, as well as her current master and her colleagues at the guild hall.
On this side of the line are the living; on the other side are the dead.
She has used her lines to stop her enemies, and to protect her allies.
She has used her lines to hurt people, and to save them.
The tangled, winding lines, in a thousand forms and a myriad shapes, wove her past and continue to weave and create her present and future.
Theme: The tangled, winding lines, in a thousand forms and a myriad shapes, wove her past and continue to weave and create her present and future.
I'll go. Teacher, can you see yourself when you look in the mirror?