Crashing Like Stars
“You've survived a massacre and a war, and already you carry the honor of a title. But Sandu Shengshou or not, you’re still a boy, not even twenty yet, and your people are dead, scattered, or a patchwork of skills and experience. What hope do you have, without help?”
“Who said anything about hope?” The words crack between his teeth. “Yunmeng Jiang lives and I’ll do what has to be done to ensure that.”
His grandmother tilts her head at him like the feral cats that haunt Yunmeng’s granaries. “You were wasted in Jiang Fengmian’s household."
(Or: Rebuilding his sect, co-parenting with Jin Guangyao, fighting his heart demons, ignoring spirits that no one else sees, and, eventually, not only getting back a brother but also falling in love: the path to something like happiness never did run straight or smooth.)
- Part 1 of Crashing Like Stars
Jin Ling knows that there are days when Jiujiu doesn’t get out of bed in the morning when he’s supposed to. Auntie Song calls them “heavy days.” Jin Ling isn’t really sure what’s so heavy or how a ‘day’ is anything that can be picked up in the first place, but he guesses that if anyone could, it’d be Jiujiu. Jiujiu can wear lightning, after all.
(Or: sometimes Jiang Cheng has bad mental health days, and Jin Ling is still too young yet to understand.)
- Part 2 of Crashing Like Stars