[ the arrival of the forest brings a wave of calm that washes over her the way it normally does when serenity visits him. it's a temporary reprieve, dousing the flames and clearing enough of a path that she can follow them out of the building just moments before it crashes in on itself.
the siblings fall into each other's arms and weep in the streets. the eldest seems to stare directly at serenity - perhaps she's the one she felt called to as the child looked into the flames and challenged what fate might come for them. serenity stares right back, the human protected from her true gaze by the black blindfold over her eyes, and a bond is formed between them as the rest of what happened here floods into her, the details clearer now that the panic has passed. ]
It happened so fast.
[ they descended just after the lights had gone out in most of the houses. they killed those in the streets first, as others began breaking into the houses indiscriminately. serenity looks around as she watches the path of violence they carved through this small village, seeing it all play in reverse and fast forward.
she knows geralt asked an important question. but a part of her is still trapped in that wild feeling of dismay, the fear and pain that lingers in these roads filled with blood and the stench of death in the air squeezing at her heart. ]
They're all the same. In every age, in every corner of every world. How many times have you seen this exact same scene unfold? How are you ever supposed to stop them?
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the siblings fall into each other's arms and weep in the streets. the eldest seems to stare directly at serenity - perhaps she's the one she felt called to as the child looked into the flames and challenged what fate might come for them. serenity stares right back, the human protected from her true gaze by the black blindfold over her eyes, and a bond is formed between them as the rest of what happened here floods into her, the details clearer now that the panic has passed. ]
It happened so fast.
[ they descended just after the lights had gone out in most of the houses. they killed those in the streets first, as others began breaking into the houses indiscriminately. serenity looks around as she watches the path of violence they carved through this small village, seeing it all play in reverse and fast forward.
she knows geralt asked an important question. but a part of her is still trapped in that wild feeling of dismay, the fear and pain that lingers in these roads filled with blood and the stench of death in the air squeezing at her heart. ]
They're all the same. In every age, in every corner of every world. How many times have you seen this exact same scene unfold? How are you ever supposed to stop them?