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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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    “How did you manage,” asked Geralt, with infinite patience and only a desire to know the facts, and not at all a little meanhearted glee, “to insult a sorcerer while his tongue was down your throat?”

    Don’t make me recount the entire sordid affair, Geralt,” said Jaskier, with a surprising note of desperation breaking through his gruff monotone. “I’m already having a rather shit day and all I’ve done so far is wake up.”

    “In my body,” said Geralt.

    “Yes,” said Jaskier, with the insolent cadence that was unmistakably Jaskier’s, but in Geralt’s voice, emerging from Geralt’s face and frame.

    “And I’ve got yours,” said Geralt, from Jaskier’s.

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    "I know how soulmarks work. If a person has two names writ upon them by destiny, then one is to guide them to their true love and the other to their worst enemy. Everyone knows that." / "That’s an old wives’ tale."

    When Jaskier was fourteen, two names appeared on his skin: 'Geralt' and 'Yennefer'.

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    “Someone spotted your witcher out by the wood. He’s in a right state. No one’s brave enough to go near’em.”

    Those had been the words of the messenger who had tracked Jaskier down at the inn, sent by the alderman. Jaskier had been prepared to go out into the rain and find a soggy, grumpy witcher. But “a right state” didn’t even begin to cover it.

     

    (Geralt struggles with the aftermath of a contract gone wrong and Jaskier is there to pick up the pieces)

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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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    03 Dec 2025