Jul. 9th, 2021

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Our Voices Collide, by Pip (Moirail)

Wei Ying puts his hands together and inhales. “I’m sorry,” He says, maintaining his veneer of patience because poor sweet Wen Ning looks like he’s about to burst into tears. “I think I misheard you.”

He had not, it turns out. Wei Ying stands over the mermaid on the ship deck with his thumbs hooked into his own belt, coat swung back behind him. The mermaid looks at him like he’s a particularly pathetic bug, even though Wei Ying isn’t the one laying flat-out on the deck looking like a- well. A fish out of water, basically.

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