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Jaskier kept his eyes forward as he walked towards the light. His fingers danced over his lute playing a soft melody.
He heard the footsteps behind him. He resisted the urge to look, despite the fear that gripped his heart.
After all, that is what the old elf had told him. Enter the cave, sing a song to call your beloved and lead them back to the land of the living without looking back.
Jaskier was almost to the entrance. He couldn't help it. He started to turn his head.
"Keep going," He heard Geralt say, "I'm right behind you."