[ yennefer has taken to a little habit of walking the path - if for nothing else other than to gather willow bark and taunt the silence of the woods with frayed chaos of her own.
perhaps she hopes she will find a face responsible for her controlled capture, for robbing her of choice once again, and she will burn them where they stand, the temptation of fire magic too great to ignore.
point being, it never started out for altruistic consideration, though when she stumbles across a new lost face, she doesn't leave them out in the cold.
more so, when the flicker of light cuts her vision - used to the dark-washed snow and the dim light, she goes to it. first, on curiosity alone, until she sees the young girl standing on the path, fizzled magic in her palm.
the little poem of an incantation seems something like out of a children's book.
goes to show how varied magic can be, a fact she's still getting acquainted with herself.
yennefer's own magic is pure chaos, like lightning sparking across the horizon, a forewarning of a storm. quiet, if only for the moment. ] There's a village, close enough by. The epicenter of all of our problems.
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perhaps she hopes she will find a face responsible for her controlled capture, for robbing her of choice once again, and she will burn them where they stand, the temptation of fire magic too great to ignore.
point being, it never started out for altruistic consideration, though when she stumbles across a new lost face, she doesn't leave them out in the cold.
more so, when the flicker of light cuts her vision - used to the dark-washed snow and the dim light, she goes to it. first, on curiosity alone, until she sees the young girl standing on the path, fizzled magic in her palm.
the little poem of an incantation seems something like out of a children's book.
goes to show how varied magic can be, a fact she's still getting acquainted with herself.
yennefer's own magic is pure chaos, like lightning sparking across the horizon, a forewarning of a storm. quiet, if only for the moment. ] There's a village, close enough by. The epicenter of all of our problems.