londonbound: (forty.)
[ Prince ] Rhy Maresh ([personal profile] londonbound) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-08-03 11:30 pm (UTC)

for jaskier; horizon, early august.

[ Jaskier's Domain has changed again. It was the vineyard first, and then the seedy tavern in the dingy streets, and now it is-- the most beautiful tree Rhy has ever seen. But it is still where it should be, and it is certainly Jaskier's. He's sure of that.

When Rhy visits, he doesn't call ahead. In truth, he's not entirely sure he's ready to see his friend. After what happened, the memories seen and more than he'd been willing to share spilled, the days just kept passing one after another, turning to weeks, and he didn't do it on purpose, but one day, Rhy realized it's been too long. He wonders if Jaskier is okay. He hesitates to ask, and the hesitation leads to even more days without word, until finally. Here he is. At the tree.

He has something in his hands. A gift wrapped in shiny red paper. Inside the box is a little wooden songbird, hand-carved despite being made in the Horizon. Alongside it, he brings a long, slender bottle of Arnesian sweet summer wine, just like he remembers it from home. ]


...Hello?

Moglad?

[ If Jaskier isn't here, surely the little flying creature will be to take the gifts, if nothing else. ]

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