[ It's been there for a long while, hasn't it? That room. He turns on his side, fingers curling into his palm. It isn't like him, to ignore something of that nature for all this time. He just kept pushing it aside. Telling himself he'll take care of it later. ]
Mm. Happenstance. The Horizon—you know.
[ Portalled people into places they shouldn't be. That cellar amongst them. A dungeon, really. Dark and cold and windowless, bolted shut. But it's true he trusted Dean enough to let him help break it apart. It isn't gone, only in pieces. Geralt knows he wants to keep something of it, that—as he admitted at the time—it doesn't feel right to erase its existence entirely. He just isn't sure what. Maybe it'll come to him.
In the meantime. Where else if not the walls of Kaer Morhen? He considers. The woods? His swords by his side? He wants to argue that it isn't as though he felt unsafe in his Horizon. The memories haunting him are...ghosts. Nothing more. But that isn't true, and Jaskier knows it.
His answer comes after a stretch of silence. ] The temple in Ellander. I was sent to it as a boy. There was a priestess, Nenneke. She looked after us.
[ Jaskier must know her. That temple is one of the most prominent. Nenneke has tended to it and its students for decades. Though the last time he set foot in the temple, he left it bloodstained. Seems to be the case lately, where he goes. Still. Of his childhood memories, his time at the temple ranks some of the calmest. ]
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Mm. Happenstance. The Horizon—you know.
[ Portalled people into places they shouldn't be. That cellar amongst them. A dungeon, really. Dark and cold and windowless, bolted shut. But it's true he trusted Dean enough to let him help break it apart. It isn't gone, only in pieces. Geralt knows he wants to keep something of it, that—as he admitted at the time—it doesn't feel right to erase its existence entirely. He just isn't sure what. Maybe it'll come to him.
In the meantime. Where else if not the walls of Kaer Morhen? He considers. The woods? His swords by his side? He wants to argue that it isn't as though he felt unsafe in his Horizon. The memories haunting him are...ghosts. Nothing more. But that isn't true, and Jaskier knows it.
His answer comes after a stretch of silence. ] The temple in Ellander. I was sent to it as a boy. There was a priestess, Nenneke. She looked after us.
[ Jaskier must know her. That temple is one of the most prominent. Nenneke has tended to it and its students for decades. Though the last time he set foot in the temple, he left it bloodstained. Seems to be the case lately, where he goes. Still. Of his childhood memories, his time at the temple ranks some of the calmest. ]