catharsis, we're not there yet, but we're getting there, my writing, fic
update, keira metz/lambert, lambert/aiden, the witcher, witcher 3
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Happy Imbolc y’all. I posted the first chapter of Meet Death Sitting 361
days ago. Is that fucked up or what? i went to a groundhog day party, too.
Whew, hoo boy. Okay.
Anyway we join our intrepid heroes on a little adventure this time, and the
story does not go the way Keira was expecting. An Involved Process, chapter
3, on AO3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/28876890/chapters/71516559
“Keira,” Lambert said, pained.
“Lambert, it’s fine,” Keira said. “You’re fine, we’re fine, we’ll sort this
out sometime when the world’s not convulsed with political intrigue.” She
shook out her arms, adjusting her cuffs and preparing to make a portal.
“Have you two got yourselves sorted, then?”
She could suddenly see it now, the story of the two of them unfolding, with
her as a supporting character turning up now and then to offer some magical
fix. It wasn’t a great love story, and it wasn’t about her, but life could
work this way. As long as she could keep Lambert from dragging it out into
something tragic. Having seen them together, really working together, it
was impossible to imagine them apart; she could see, now, how broken
Lambert had been when she’d met him.
It hurt, strangely, to see him made so whole, but it was a good hurt, a
hurt like healing.
“We’re fine,” Lambert said, a little sullen, a little anguished. He’d be
all right.
“No,” Aiden said.
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