The elves created secret passages everywhere

[magicalarchaeologist]

WHO: Istredd and anyone!
WHAT: Catch-all for September
WHERE: Thorne, Horizon, Nocwich
WHEN: Nebulous all over September stuff.
WARNINGS: Spoilers for The Witcher season 3! PTSD from details within the season.





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[thedevilwhorose]

"Everything is always bad timing," he replies, annoyed. It's true. That's sure his experience with Abraxas. He cuts back his frustration though.

He'd argue he isn't going to sleep with all this noise going on, like the opposite of when Lucifer's mind was pure static, but the reality is he likely will. Exhaustion is a funny thing.

"Yes, I know whatever your fool's brain has decided," he says, not a single bit snippy despite what the words are--fond, even. He has Accepted this. Understand it? No. Will he ever understand it? Probably not.

[magicalarchaeologist]

"We definitely aren't getting any mercy here, no." Mercy, what's that? It could be worse, Istredd could have experienced his actual death which would be harder than the uncertainty of whatever comes next. Lucifer's damage is far more concerning. There is nothing Istredd can do about his friends who died or the loss of the mages. He can do something to protect the man he loves.

He smiles faintly and leans in to kiss him, reaching over to get the blanket, they had to move beds after all, and settle it comfortably around his partner like he's tucking him in. Because he is, and it's the ways he can show care.

Istredd sits with his back to the wall, legs crossed underneath him, so Lucifer can sleep nearby without worrying about Istredd not being there, and he can go into the Horizon. "It may be a little foolish to fall in love with someone from another sphere, but I'm not sorry and you'll just have to live with that." He nudges Lucifer playfully with his knee. "Go to sleep, love."

[thedevilwhorose]

In about a week Lucifer will have memories given to him by Michael of his actual (second???) death (that he will not share with Istredd) so hey, draw of the cards, uncertainty abound. The difference being that they both assumed already that Lucifer was dead in his future. Istredd still has some vague strain of hope.

But then... which is better? The certainty of death or the uncertainty of life?

"Yeah, yeah," he says begrudgingly, chin stuck out but that doesn't stop him from winding the blanket comfortably around him. "Go put your created therapy animals on your shoulders when you sort books or whatever."

We can wrap here! We can write out the making mental walls thing if you want or notttt

[magicalarchaeologist]

Istredd mostly is correct that in a few weeks, not long after the Summoned meet-up, he'll be past the grief. It will never feel good and he'll have moments of sadness, but as long as Yennefer and Triss are alive, it could be a lot worse.

When Istredd goes into his Horizon though, he finds out quickly that the tower on the outside is on fire and there is nothing he can do to stop it. It's not on fire in the inside, where the books are, so in the end, after trying for almost an hour to stop it, he gives up. His unconscious mind is still seeing fire everywhere. The lighthouse comes from necessity.

October Kool-Aid Man

[thedevilwhorose]