Can i keep you from heartache, from hunger, from loneliness?
No.
You are not mine to keep.
You are smoke.
Intangible, made of ether, but still you fill my lungs and surround my head in a cloud.
Can i keep you happy?
Can i keep you healthy, warm, and full?
No.
You are separate from me and are a part of chaos.
A soul unbound from mine, cast adrift in the sea of time with all us refugees.
Can i keep you, i ask.
No, you answer.
I will try, i respond.
But you may keep me.
Keep me with you.
Let my lessons guide you, my stories entertain you, your memories remind you that i am there.
When you strike, i strike with you.
When you run, i will be behind you.
When you are afraid, i will be beside you if even just in thought.
I cannot keep you, but you may always keep me.
This was inspired by the Witcher books ive been reading. I like this idea of Geralt having to deal with Ciri getting older and him becoming less needed.
But you may keep me.
Keep me with you.
Let my lessons guide you, my stories entertain you, your memories remind you that i am there.
When you strike, i strike with you.
When you run, i will be behind you.
When you are afraid, i will be beside you if even just in thought.
I cannot keep you, but you may always keep me.
This was inspired by the Witcher books ive been reading. I like this idea of Geralt having to deal with Ciri getting older and him becoming less needed.
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