[ While Nero explores, Geralt leans against one of the star-dusted pillars. The touches of gold are from Jaskier, a small reminder of his friend. This would not be standing without Jaskier. Despite all that he's been through—the abductions, the memories—this part of his domain remains, for once, untarnished by the storm in his mind. And he thinks Jaskier is to thank for that. ]
The priestesses serve Melitele, but Nenneke had no desire to convert. [ As long as they followed her rules, her lessons. She was nothing if not a realist, and convincing four young Witchers to subscribe to a religion is a fool's errand. ] She only asked that no blood be spilled on the grounds.
[ Which. He may have broken that cardinal rule during his last visit. Couldn't be helped. He's only sorry he could not return to see to the temple's repairs. He misses her. That calming presence. Her quiet strength.
Maybe a little of that can be felt between these walls. There's an inexplicable sense of safety. Warmth. He's been spending extra time in the temple for that reason. Sometimes he waters the plants. Lights the hundreds of candles. It helps clear his head.
Seems Nero could use something similar. Killing imaginary demons can only do so much. Eventually, you need to learn to sit with the silence instead of trying to drown it. That's the first thing he learned from her. ]
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The priestesses serve Melitele, but Nenneke had no desire to convert. [ As long as they followed her rules, her lessons. She was nothing if not a realist, and convincing four young Witchers to subscribe to a religion is a fool's errand. ] She only asked that no blood be spilled on the grounds.
[ Which. He may have broken that cardinal rule during his last visit. Couldn't be helped. He's only sorry he could not return to see to the temple's repairs. He misses her. That calming presence. Her quiet strength.
Maybe a little of that can be felt between these walls. There's an inexplicable sense of safety. Warmth. He's been spending extra time in the temple for that reason. Sometimes he waters the plants. Lights the hundreds of candles. It helps clear his head.
Seems Nero could use something similar. Killing imaginary demons can only do so much. Eventually, you need to learn to sit with the silence instead of trying to drown it. That's the first thing he learned from her. ]