resist death, make trouble.
por partialresonance
Publicado: 12/11/2026 · Atualizado: 12/11/2026
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Eventually Jaskier settles down on the bed. When he’s been silent for several long moments Geralt cracks open an eye. The light from the fire in the hearth is more than enough to see by for his enhanced eyesight. Jaskier is curled up on the bed, back to the wall and limbs gathered up to his chest. It’s a childlike pose that strikes a dissonant chord in Geralt’s chest. He remembers spending nights with Jaskier in other inns, in camps on the roadside, and Jaskier sprawls when he sleeps. Limbs flung out in every direction, sometimes close enough to grasp for Geralt’s warmth. --- When Geralt carries Jaskier out of the cellar beneath the cottage on the outskirts of the abandoned town he thinks, this is as bad as it will get.
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