lmao sorry I couldn't resist here have a chuckles 😆
THE BLEP. THE EYES. I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS fjaksdlfjl you do not have to apologize for this ever ilysm babe <333
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lmao sorry I couldn't resist here have a chuckles 😆
THE BLEP. THE EYES. I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS fjaksdlfjl you do not have to apologize for this ever ilysm babe <333
"In order to become a witcher, you have to be born in the shadow of destiny, and very few are born like that. That's why there are so few of us. We're growing old, dying, without anyone to pass our knowledge, our gifts, on to. We lack successors. And this world is full of Evil which waits for the day none of us are left.”
So much love and pain...
No words...
Masterpiece by @scinnlaece
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What’s so strange about me?
the witcher season one
You're bound to this now, Geralt. Whether you like it or not. - I'm not for changing. You know me better than that. - Yes, I do, but you can't outrun destiny just because you're terrified of it. It's coming, Geralt. Not believing won't change that. - Bullshit. This was just a girl using her magic to stop her mother from gutting her lover. Nothing more. - So you say. But the bond that will come into being between you and this child when it is born, will be extraordinary. If you dismiss it, leave without claiming this child surprise, you will surely unleash true calamity upon us all. - I'll take that chance.
“So that's all life is to you? Monsters and money?” “It's all it needs to be.” “You say this is all life is to you, but there is a vortex of fate around all of us, Geralt, growing with each and every one of our choices, drawing our destinies in closer. I feel something out there waits for you. Something more.”
“You found me! Oh, Geralt! I was waiting all the time! For so very long… We’ll be together now, won’t we? Now we’ll be together, won’t we? Say it, Geralt! Forever! Say it!” “Forever, Ciri.” “It’s like they said! Geralt! It’s like they said! Am I your destiny? Say it! Am I your destiny?” [...] “You’re more than that, Ciri. Much more.”
“Duny,” said Geralt seriously, “Calanthe, Pavetta. And you, righteous knight Tuirseach, future king of Cintra. In order to become a witcher, you have to be born in the shadow of destiny, and very few are born like that. That's why there are so few of us. We're growing old, dying, without anyone to pass our knowledge, our gifts, on to. We lack successors. And this world is full of Evil which waits for the day none of us are left.” “Geralt,” whispered Calanthe. “Yes, you're not wrong, queen. Duny! You will give me that which you already have but do not know. I’ll return to Cintra in six years to see if destiny has been kind to me.”
The Tower of the Swallow by Andrzej Sapkowski
‘We have you now, Falka! You were not expecting us here, huh?’ ‘I was expecting you,’ the old man heard. He trembled at the sound of that voice. He saw the movement of the slender figure. He heard a gasp of horror. The muffled cry of one of the serving girls. He could not see that the girl called Falka had removed the hood and scarf. He could not see that her face was terribly maimed. And her eyes painted with paste of fat and soot made it seem like she had the eyes of a demon. ‘I’m not Falka,’ said the girl. The old man saw her move again, fast and blurred. He saw something glint in the light of the oil lamps. ‘I’m Ciri from Kaer Morhen. I’m a witcher. I came here to kill.’