[My boots stuck to the swamp floor as though hands were trying to hold me back, but I refused to slow my pace. I could not. No matter how much my body ached from its earlier fall. No matter how much my lungs burned and my head spun with exhaustion.
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"There was something feral about her, for all her neat gown and properly braided hair. She looked like a wild thing new-caught and just barely groomed into submission."
Someday, I would like to be wanted
by the right people
for the right reasons.
I would like to be wanted
because I am me.
Not because of what my blood can offer.
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[…] Ciri was reluctant. This cursed tower meant to torment them with painful memories and she had more than enough. What would it put on display this time? Leo Bonhart? Her time spent doing forced combat... https://t.co/UZ3m7x7Rp4
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"How old are you? Sixteen?"
"I am twenty years of age."
"You lying?"
"I am not."
Bob is suspicious. It's evident by the narrowing of his eyes. But he doesn't press further.
I have always looked a few years younger than I am. I was born small. And shortly after I first >
< I asked Avallac'h if we should bring some back home. The Wild Hunt would never see it coming.
But Avallac'h forbade it.
"It is not the time for such technology in your world. Can you imagine how much damage it would do?"
He is probably right. Avallac'h usually is.
But I still >