The Hurt Lark Song
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Geralt took his time to look at him, all wrapped up in clothes clearly too loose for him.
He looked tired, with dark circles under his usually light blue eyes; now the color of his irises, normally similar to that of the clear sky during a winter morning, looked darker thanks to the dim light, like the ocean on a stormy day instead.
Even if a week and a half has almost passed since he showed up covered in blood, scared, burning for the fever and shivering so hard he couldn't even stand on his own legs, he still looked as pale and exhausted as the day he arrived.
At least, now he was able to sit without passing out.
He didn't want to think what would have happened to him if he hadn't found him.
Post 1x06 because I'm a bad person. Jaskier is hurt, Geralt blames himself.
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