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Geralt z Rivii ([personal profile] gynvael) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-05-08 02:01 pm (UTC)

[ Not much of Geralt has changed over the past centuries, and this is one of them.

He listens to her with amused curiosity; antics are common amongst their kind (and wouldn't he know that, being friends with certain pipers as he is), but Geralt prefers not to engage personally. He also prefers not to discuss the occasions when he does participate. Like now, as he sets a crown on a second, smaller squirrel to join its brethren.

No one needs to know.

He leads. They cross a distance that should take weeks but only amounts to a few hours. The forest unfolds ahead of them along the way. Grass sprouts over sand and barren cliffs, then melts behind him—an unending path that pauses only when they reach the beach. No sense in disturbing the scenery. Fishing boats and wandering mortals dot the shoreline. He pays no attention to them, and the humans stare right through him, unaware.

The water sparkles under the sun. Sometimes he wonders what lies beyond the sea. Now that they're what they are, the ocean can't contain them. But truthfully, he isn't compelled to try. ]


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