[ Geralt is less inclined to aid the royals and nobles around Thorne, and he's not yet certain whether it would be wise to slip into Nott so soon. He spends the two hours in the library instead, pulling tomes that he would not have found in the Free Cities. Though he doubts there are any secrets laid in these open shelves.
When evening begins to fall, he retreats to his room—then the Horizon. He doesn't enter it often, either, but it serves its purpose. He mounts the motorbike—it's been a while, not counting the dream with Kyle—and rides around the Singularity's crater, pausing briefly to study it. It doesn't look much different in here. Unusual. He'd have expected it to shift with the world outside.
Sam's house is lit by the setting sun, the lake behind it sparkling gold. When Steve arrives, he'll find Geralt on the porch with a beer and his bike by the road. He greets the man with a nod. ]
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[ Geralt is less inclined to aid the royals and nobles around Thorne, and he's not yet certain whether it would be wise to slip into Nott so soon. He spends the two hours in the library instead, pulling tomes that he would not have found in the Free Cities. Though he doubts there are any secrets laid in these open shelves.
When evening begins to fall, he retreats to his room—then the Horizon. He doesn't enter it often, either, but it serves its purpose. He mounts the motorbike—it's been a while, not counting the dream with Kyle—and rides around the Singularity's crater, pausing briefly to study it. It doesn't look much different in here. Unusual. He'd have expected it to shift with the world outside.
Sam's house is lit by the setting sun, the lake behind it sparkling gold. When Steve arrives, he'll find Geralt on the porch with a beer and his bike by the road. He greets the man with a nod. ]