Geralt of Rivia (
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every_blossom_blooming
2018-05-24 11:26 pm (UTC)
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"Reminds me of Kaedwen. It was always snowing there."
Kaedwen had two seasons; snow and fog.
Geralt looked his chin over Nina's shoulder, watching the snow fall ovr it. His eyes shifted to thin slits, peering deeply out into the dark.
"Not going out again tonight."
The witcher was a slugabed, given half the chance.
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Kaedwen had two seasons; snow and fog.
Geralt looked his chin over Nina's shoulder, watching the snow fall ovr it. His eyes shifted to thin slits, peering deeply out into the dark.
"Not going out again tonight."
The witcher was a slugabed, given half the chance.