Date: 2017-09-23 03:50 am (UTC)
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For a terrifying moment, she didn't see him. She saw Jarl Brum, or Matthias, or the face of any of the Druskelle: pale and hard and the last thing too many Grisha saw.

He'd grabbed her by her arms but he didn't have her hands; one clenched fast into a fist and Geralt's lungs spasmed, then failed to inflate - she wasn't letting him breathe. But her hands were shaking, badly, and she couldn't concentrate for the terror. A breath, and another. The sound of his choking broke the hold of the dream.

"Oh," she gasped out. Her eyes finally came back into focus and Nina immediately relaxed her hands, releasing her invisible hold. Tears escaped down her cheeks.

"Oh, saints. I was burning," she whispered, her voice trembling as badly as the rest of her. "I could feel it. I could hear the screaming." Nina pushed her fingers into her hair and curled around herself.
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