"Is there?" Geralt wondered, to himself more than the girl. He was still very new to Darrow in the scheme of things, and he wasn't sure that it was room enough for one person in its entirety. But Geralt had never liked crowded cities, perhaps if only because he hadn't grown up in one and hadn't found them to be a kind place for a witcher, or anyone else that looked or seemed different.
"That's an interesting ability you have. Is it magic?"
He hadn't seen anything quite like it. Perhaps the magic of the Wild Hunt, but even then, this felt like something full of life, where the chill of the Red Riders had always felt like the cold of a sepulcher.
Geralt wondered what on earth she used it for, or maybe she simply wanted to better keep it to herself.
"Apologies if I'm prying. You could say I was raised by wolves."
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Date: 2017-08-08 11:26 pm (UTC)"That's an interesting ability you have. Is it magic?"
He hadn't seen anything quite like it. Perhaps the magic of the Wild Hunt, but even then, this felt like something full of life, where the chill of the Red Riders had always felt like the cold of a sepulcher.
Geralt wondered what on earth she used it for, or maybe she simply wanted to better keep it to herself.
"Apologies if I'm prying. You could say I was raised by wolves."