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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-06 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles at her, a typical edge of fondness. His head tips for her to follow. ]

Come on. [ His boots crunch over the crisp powdered snow. ] Wanted to show you something. A small change.

[ It's a quick walk to Kaer Morhen. Though the halls are the same as they ever were, for the first time, he leads her towards the stairs that go beneath the keep. Ciri may have noticed them; they've been there from the start, though Geralt's gone out of his way to never acknowledge them.

But where they once cast long shadows, the corridors are warm. Familiar, maybe, to Ciri—and once the wood doors open, it's clear where he's brought her. The stained glass throws glittering light over the statue of Melitele. He glances over his shoulder. ]


I, ah. Jaskier lent a hand. There was a different place here before.
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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-08 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Does she like it? He brought her a few places through their journey; he'd meant the temple to be a longer reprieve than it truly was. Just as he intended the same of Kaer Morhen. But Ciri took a liking to Nenneke in their short time here—who would not?—and though the priestess's absence is felt, her warmth fills the corridors.

He would not have minded answering Ciri's questions. She chooses not to ask, though, so Geralt doesn't expand. There are enough painful reminders around them. He wants to focus on better things.

Slight alterations are visible: golden suns that glimmer on the stone pillars (Jaskier's doing), a much smaller library of books and scrolls, filled only roughly with the tomes he remembers reading. Far fewer rooms than what the full temple held.

He pushes open a door to one such room. It's sparsely decorated—with space to fill. A pouch of knucklebones sits on a desk. ]
In case you grow bored of the snow.

[ She built her cabin for a reason; he knows she likes her privacy. And he understands, after all that happened, why she remains hesitant to stay inside Kaer Morhen much. He's hoping, perhaps, the temple will be a space she can have again, to call her own here without revisiting those memories. If she wants. ]
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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-12 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wanders alongside her, letting her look. Silent, as he often is. There are times when he's reminded of the gap between them, and now is yet one more as he wonders if she remembers more of the temple beyond what he does. Is Nenneke alive all those years later? Is the temple even standing?

How far has Nilfgaard marched? (What exactly does Ciri remember of him that she will not say?)

They are questions he remains hesitant to ask. Even now.

He pauses by the endless flickering candles. The ones that light each night. He did hope she would find some value in it. But it is for a different reason that he created the place. ]


After I returned from Thorne, Jaskier told me he found something. In the cellar beneath Kaer Morhen. [ He starts to walk again. He's spoken little of that time, for a reason, but Ciri knows what happened more than most. ] Old living memories. I locked the door. Then Dean stumbled on it, convinced me to tear it down. I thought perhaps a better memory should take its place.
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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-18 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Between the cellar and Kaer Morhen collapsing as it had in his memories, Geralt's accepted he can't escape the horseshit that comes with an entire realm formed out of his consciousness. Something inevitably leaks through.

Could be worse. All things considered through his long years.

He glances up, the question unexpected. He pauses. He has, but— ]


You've seen something?
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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-19 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ A beat. He'd discovered the moth and the wilted flower, yes. Seems they've all found their dreams manifested from that experience. But past that...

It's absurd. And possibly merely a result of the man subconsciously transporting himself. Even so, he's reflected on the incident ever since, turning it over in his mind. ]


Someone dug through the Horizon. Tunnelled through my damn wall.
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[personal profile] gynvael 2023-02-21 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mm. That's about his reaction, too. And he was there for it. ]

Man named Kyle. He said he suspected something might be underneath his domain. Started digging.

[ Geralt does not believe anything is under the Horizon except for what they create underneath it. Not unlike the cellar he's made here. The Horizon only has an underground because they've formed it. ]