The Witcher
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Milva: Are you gonna stop him?
Jaskier: I’ve been telling him for months he need to think about himself, not just Ciri.
Milva: Oh, so you’re not completely useless?
Jaskier: But I was wrong. Protecting her, protecting his family, it’s who he is. I’d have to kill him to stop him. And even in this sorry-arse state, I’m pretty sure he could snap me like a toothpick, so no, I’m not going to stop him. If he needs my help, he has it.
Milva: So you’re both fucking lunatics!
Geralt: Pack up. We leave in the morning.
Jaskier: Good, yeah. Uh, might I suggest we wait until your leg pus stops visibly oozing first?
Milva: Like I’ve been saying, you can’t leave unless you get better. And you won’t get better unless you let us help you. You need more healing waters and plenty of rest. Grouse?
Geralt: Give me the damn grouse.
Milva: Oh, now you want it?
Jaskier: There’s a very weird energy between you two.
You are not the only one who protects lost souls. Many that do are broken themselves.
Mother Eithné
The prince did sit aside the sea / Blushing with his siren / At length they tried to agree / Who’d forfeit their environ / A trade for surf / A swap for turf / Who’d cave first and when? / For if your goal be paradise / A life with your true love / Ponder all your wants in life / And make a little sacrifice / The water’s wet, the beach side’s dry / And where they met is where they lie / But where they lay, they cannot say / The tide is low, now they both know / A trade for surf / A swap for turf / Who’d turn and let go? / For if your goal be paradise / A life with your true love / Ponder all your wants in life / And make a little sacrifice / His choice was made aside the sea / A twilit red horizon / For she had finally made him see / His place among the sirens / A trade for surf / He knew what it’s worth / To trade foot for fin / For if your goal be paradise / Just give your love a firm nudge / If he sing to darkest night / Embrace his little sacrifice
Ciri
There will be a time of contempt. And then, finally, you can take back what’s yours. Your wrath is righteous. Your revenge is justice. They deserve to suffer. Make them. Those you love will betray you too. Trick you. You’ll always be their pawn. Feel your rage, child of the Elder Blood. Feel the pleasure of release. You said it yourself. You don’t need anyone.
Falka
Those who are afraid of what you are are dead weight. Let them go.
Falka
Ciri: You murdered your father. You started a rebellion. But what did you actually want?
Falka: I wanted the freedom to feel my rage. To stop shaming myself for what I could not control. You want to change the system, Princess Cirilla? Burn it to the ground.
Falka: Miss me already?
Ciri: I don’t know you. The only conversations I’ve had are with my subconscious urging me to kill myself.
Falka: How are you so sure I’m not trying to do the same thing?
Ciri: Remains to be seen.
You led yourself and Cintra into dust and oblivion. You were ruled by hubris and fear, and so instead of helping people, you led into a cycle of violence. You let history repeat itself. You murdered people like me. You spilled elven blood. My blood! And for what? Death came for you in the end anyway. There has to be another way.
Ciri
When Death came for me, it was on my terms. That’s what good leaders do. They stand up to the enemy. You’ve hidden yourself away all this time. You’ve done nothing. And now you’re hiding in this desert!
Calanthe
People fear you. Aim to use you for their own agendas while your loved ones are falling by the wayside. And what have you done to prepare for the coming war? Nothing!
Calanthe
