𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔..
The wolves that bow their heads have not lost the sharpness of their teeth, but for the second in which their heavy breath has fanned the kinder hand. Its sleeve of red builds the bridge between the species, to...
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WINTER SHOWS ITS TEETH IN THE SEASON of the monsters. King Sylvain begins the long march across the board set by Nilfgaardian masterminds. Each swing of battle throws off another piece in a war so disastrous it unsettled the greater schemes.
Left in a deserted home, in the thicket of avalanches, dreams and illusions, Azaras becomes surrounded by tensions tainted with an unbreakable bond and a missing mentor. The thin ribbon of a vow links Geralt every breath to fall in eternal synchronization with her. The saltwater is calling for the Witchers, with the arrival of Jaskier and his burdened soul, even with the clogged land of grotesque they leave behind.
Blood, thicker than water, let the ocean wash you away, as the scarlet pebbles turn from ice to sand.
