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grab me by my ankles (i've been flying for so long) by geralty
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
09 Feb 2022
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The door opened with a thud. Regis looked up from his book, the smile dying on his lips. Geralt was panting, obviously wounded, at least, judging by the way he was clutching his side and limping. He entered the house like a thundercloud, his face grey and his eyes black, the dark veins on his face pulsing and crawling like spider’s legs. He reached the foyer and just stood there, his eyes fixed on the ground.
“Geralt…?” Regis asked softly, slowly rising from his armchair. Geralt looked up, and for a moment, his eyes were still full of rage, of fear and contempt, and Regis’ heart broke for him. Crossing the room, Regis took Geralt’s hand and looped an arm over his shoulder, carrying part of his weight and guiding him towards the door to his right. “Come now,” he said, “let’s get you to bed, shall we?”