[ but even as she says it, she knows it's a lie. geralt would be waiting. geralt would always be waiting because of that damned wish. sooner or later they would run into one another again, no matter how dearly she wanted to be free of this damned curse.
even now, despite all her anger, she feels a perverse comfort in it — one that she doesn't trust to be her own. the djinn had put that there, hadn't it? she would never know. ]
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[ but even as she says it, she knows it's a lie. geralt would be waiting. geralt would always be waiting because of that damned wish. sooner or later they would run into one another again, no matter how dearly she wanted to be free of this damned curse.
even now, despite all her anger, she feels a perverse comfort in it — one that she doesn't trust to be her own. the djinn had put that there, hadn't it? she would never know. ]
I'm not terribly sentimental. You?