Now that Ciri has taken a second to look anywhere but at the medallion the other woman is clutching close, she can’t ignore it. We have the same eyes…
Does it mean anything? What doesn’t these days? How many pieces of her past, her heritage, has she already proven blind to, how much more might she discover as time draws ever-forward?
“Is that… Redanian?” She’s certain she recalls the name for legends long past from before she was born. But if she was right… if Redania registered as familiar to her, perhaps it means at least she’s from the same world.
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Now that Ciri has taken a second to look anywhere but at the medallion the other woman is clutching close, she can’t ignore it. We have the same eyes…
Does it mean anything?
What doesn’t these days?
How many pieces of her past, her heritage, has she already proven blind to, how much more might she discover as time draws ever-forward?
“Is that… Redanian?” She’s certain she recalls the name for legends long past from before she was born. But if she was right… if Redania registered as familiar to her, perhaps it means at least she’s from the same world.