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    The last forest in the Zemni Fields burns when Caleb is seventeen years old.

     

    or: Caleb and the Old Gods

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    17 Sep 2020

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    “So do you have a name?”

    “Yeah.” The man who had saved his life less than an hour ago – the white-haired, absurdly buff, weirdly sexy man Jaskier might have called taciturn if he was feeling charitable and surly if he was feeling less so – dug into his second burger.

    Jaskier waited. “Are… you going to tell me what it is?”

    The man paused mid-bite, and looked at him reproachfully as if to say how dare you. How dare you interrupt me. Can’t you see I’m enjoying my cheeseburger. Can’t you see this cheeseburger is the most important thing in my life right at the moment. He swallowed, and said, “Geralt.”

    It turns out almost getting eaten by a werewolf can make your whole life go careening off in a new, terrifying, wondrous, artistically flourishing direction. Who knew?

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    09 Jun 2020

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    29 Apr 2020

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    A slightly more chronological reading order:
    With a Conquering Air
    I Would Follow Your Soul As It Leads
    Only Love Proudly and Gladly and Well
    I Would Beat With Your Heart As It Beats
    Your Faults Had Made Me Love You More
    Stamped in the Mint of Memory
    All My World Is In Your Arms
    Twirl Three Notes and Make a Star
    I Have Heart-Fire and Singing To Give
    I Am Sandaled with Wind and With Flame
    The Sky Is Luminous
    Home Again From Far-Off Places
    O Soul, I Said, Have You No Tears
    Live On a Hill Against the Sky
    Never Fear the Thing You Feel
    Your Wisdom and Your Waywardness
    Holding Wonder Like a Cup
    The Debt Is Terrible That Must Be Paid In Song
    My Spirit Is Still Glad of Breath
    The Shadow of the Mountains Will Not Fall
    The Minting of a Gold-Crowned King
    As the Unchanging, Many-Colored Sea
    Laughter and Hearts So High
    Oh, Be For Me The Sky
    The Old Wild, Restless Sorrow
    As Constant and As Changeful
    Then Will Love Be Kind To Thee

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    27 Apr 2020

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    Geralt runs into Jaskier a year or so after they parted due to perhaps, Geralt overreacting during a stressful time. He hadn't expected Jaskier to actually leave. Ciri is wintering with Yennefer and it has perhaps been a bit lean for Geralt. And it seems Jaskier has thrived. Good for him. Geralt is sure this brief encounter is all that will occur and he'll move on, alone like usual.

    But to his surprise Jaskier joins him once more. Only whenever they are in a village, Jaskier always buys them the best room, hot baths, Geralt has new armor, and once was given coin to go buy those 'pretty stabby things you were drooling over in the window.' He had snarled, but then bought them. They were really nice daggers.

    Geralt really wishes he could figure out what was going on. And why all the care feels rather not bad. Not bad at all.

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    24 Apr 2020

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