4 Works by Not_Even_Dust
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I Find You All Unwoven by Not_Even_Dust
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
29 Dec 2022
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When Rience is done, he throws what is left of Jaskier into the harbor, not even having the courtesy to finish him off first. One final cruel insult: drowning the man you burned.
It seems unfair, Jaskier thinks, to spend thirty-nine years being a person, breathing and alive, only to end as tattered cloth and scorched meat, dumped like so much garbage.
No one will ever know what happened to him.
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Julian Alfred Pankratz’s Guide to (Not) Disappearing by Not_Even_Dust
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
15 Jan 2022
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Jaskier has long since learned that the best way to hide a hurt, to keep someone close to you from worrying about something you’d rather they didn’t, isn’t to be silent and stoic and brave about it; it’s to whinge. Constantly. The louder the better. This strategy is most effective, of course, if you’re already in the habit of complaining about pretty much everything.
Talk enough, for long enough, and eventually you become invisible.
He would know.
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Ghosts Made of Stories by Not_Even_Dust
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
31 Dec 2021
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Once upon a time there was a bard.
No, that’s not right.
Once upon a time there was...
A Witcher. A princess. A boy, too stupid to know any better. A boy who grew old following someone who never wanted him.
No. No, that part doesn’t matter.
Once upon a time there was a princess who died when Cintra fell. Once upon a time there was a princess who fled into the woods and got eaten by wolves. A princess who climbed a tree and starved to death for fear of coming down. A princess who burned the world to ashes. A princess who was nowhere, and no one ever found so much as a strand of her moonsilver hair.
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How the Light Gets In by Not_Even_Dust
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
24 Dec 2021
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In the aftermath of the destructive battle with the unfriendly pain demon, Jaskier’s terror ebbed into a sort of overstimulated exhaustion that made it impossible to rest, or even sit down.
Jittery, fingertips dancing against his leg whenever there was a moment’s lull, he played at cleaning up until he realized he was just moving chunks and shards of stone and monolith from somewhere they didn’t belong to somewhere else they also didn’t belong. With a shrug and a sigh, he gave up and wandered Kaer Morhen until he spotted Geralt, Yennefer and Ciri.