[ Yes. That's it. Is he telling the truth? Making shit up?
Well, whichever it is, he steps closer and up to the spot on the table next to Lambert, turning to lean against it, more or less joining him there. He doesn't bother looking over at the witcher as he does, staring thoughtfully off across the cabin instead as his mind settles on just what he's up to... or will be up to, then, in the future. ]
It's why I came here in the first place. The most important book in all of English magic fell right into my lap [ not literally, thank god ] and there's not a soul left alive who can read it.
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[ Yes. That's it. Is he telling the truth? Making shit up?
Well, whichever it is, he steps closer and up to the spot on the table next to Lambert, turning to lean against it, more or less joining him there. He doesn't bother looking over at the witcher as he does, staring thoughtfully off across the cabin instead as his mind settles on just what he's up to... or will be up to, then, in the future. ]
It's why I came here in the first place. The most important book in all of English magic fell right into my lap [ not literally, thank god ] and there's not a soul left alive who can read it.