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Call, I Follow, I Follow, Let Me Die!, by Julia Margaret Cameron



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    Works written as part of The Witcher Flash Fic Challenge!

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    “Jaskier,” Geralt says. “How are you feeling?”

    He thinks about it. He’s cold, still, from the river. A bit hungry. He’s annoyed the bauk got away. He can taste the coming rain in the air, hear Geralt’s heavy, panicky breathing. He shrugs.

    “Oh, fuck,” Geralt says, “this is bad, this is really bad.”

    A thought swims slowly to the surface of Jaskier’s brain. “Am I… am I you?”

    Geralt’s brown eyes blink miserably at him. “I think I’m human,” he says. “So that must make you the witcher.”

    After the mountain, a journey through the woods forces Jaskier and Geralt to appreciate each others’ point of view – if they can survive the experience.

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    "I was hoping you would pounce on me the minute you were through the door," Jaskier nudged Geralt's shoulder, shifting coquettishly against his cockstand. 

    "Hmmm." Eyes closed, Geralt rubbed a cold hand over the curve of Jaskier's spine and felt him shiver. "You'll have to work for it." 

    Jaskier pouted. "I'm tired too, you know. Dancing my feet to blisters to pay up this room." 

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    The life Julian always wanted isn't the one he's living, and he's going to have to accept that. He's done plenty well for himself as one of the youngest-ever professors at Oxenfurt Academy. He has friends, even if they've all moved away. A family he loves, even if he doesn't keep in touch. And if the crowds are underwhelmed when he dresses up and calls himself the bard Jaskier, it's only because that life wasn't meant to be his.

    There's no reason for him to doubt this--at least not until his future at the Academy is suddenly up in the air, students start dying in the night, and the Butcher of Blaviken comes to town.

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    At least Geralt knows, now. He knows he’s cursed. He knows what it does to living things - both animals and plants. It’s like he’s diseased. He stands, and there’s a clinging wheeze in his chest, which he does his best to ignore.

    After a contract hunting a mage goes awry, Geralt finds himself cursed with sickness, bubbling beneath his skin like a plague. It’s easy enough not to touch anyone - not to pass it on - until he meets Jaskier on the Path.

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    “Wait, what?” Geralt says, blinking, the words finally sinking in. “What?”

    “SEX, GERALT” Jaskier yells, like suddenly he’s hard of hearing. “I WOULD LIKE TO RUIN OUR FRIENDSHIP WITH SEX.”

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