[ it is one change, that's for sure. yennefer feels it even now, how the pull between them doesn't feel like it's taking out her knees under her. and maybe that says more about where they left things, how some part of her had genuinely thought that night in brokilon would be the last she saw of him, and how seeing him now feels like a relief. how the distance that she has felt so intensely between where they are now feels...less. both physically, and otherwise.
ciri is safe. the continent and all of its complications, its threats, are far from here. and yes, she is aware this one has just as many forces here that can come for ciri, but it feels.
perhaps calm is the exact word she's looking for. perhaps the storm has passed, for now.
it's not what it used to be, they are not what they used to be, and yennefer is aware that some part of her will miss who it was they used to be. what they used to be. but a larger, older, louder part of her can look at this and think that perhaps there is somewhere new for them to go. I'm not sure he says, and yennefer understands the feeling. the uncertainty, yes, and also the fear that maybe this can be something new.
she does hear the wryness to his words, does know what it means for him. still, yennefer feels her own wry smile tug at her mouth for entirely different reasons. perhaps we're meant to glean a lesson. ]
Perhaps for some of us more than others. [ it wasn't up to her where the singularity had seen it fit to leave her dreams last time, but now that she knows, now that she's felt herself make the decisions and face all that came after, she knows the distance she had to travel to get to this place. knows it more than any of them, really - what it is she's gleaned from these dreams.
so no, perhaps it doesn't mean anything at all. perhaps the singularity, or destiny, or whatever it is that's pulling strings here in abraxas doesn't have any reason behind it. but she has reasons, now. she has ciri, even if she's across the continent. she has purpose even here.
another moment passes, and then yennefer lets her hands slip from geralt's front. she isn't pulling away from him, exactly, but acknowledging something else. acknowledging them, here, rather than where they were. ]
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ciri is safe. the continent and all of its complications, its threats, are far from here. and yes, she is aware this one has just as many forces here that can come for ciri, but it feels.
perhaps calm is the exact word she's looking for. perhaps the storm has passed, for now.
it's not what it used to be, they are not what they used to be, and yennefer is aware that some part of her will miss who it was they used to be. what they used to be. but a larger, older, louder part of her can look at this and think that perhaps there is somewhere new for them to go. I'm not sure he says, and yennefer understands the feeling. the uncertainty, yes, and also the fear that maybe this can be something new.
she does hear the wryness to his words, does know what it means for him. still, yennefer feels her own wry smile tug at her mouth for entirely different reasons. perhaps we're meant to glean a lesson. ]
Perhaps for some of us more than others. [ it wasn't up to her where the singularity had seen it fit to leave her dreams last time, but now that she knows, now that she's felt herself make the decisions and face all that came after, she knows the distance she had to travel to get to this place. knows it more than any of them, really - what it is she's gleaned from these dreams.
so no, perhaps it doesn't mean anything at all. perhaps the singularity, or destiny, or whatever it is that's pulling strings here in abraxas doesn't have any reason behind it. but she has reasons, now. she has ciri, even if she's across the continent. she has purpose even here.
another moment passes, and then yennefer lets her hands slip from geralt's front. she isn't pulling away from him, exactly, but acknowledging something else. acknowledging them, here, rather than where they were. ]