Witcher (Video Game): Worshippers
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100wordsTitle: Worshippers
Fandom: The Witcher (Video Game Series)
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for Amnesty Week IX
He stared at the statue of what might of once been a woman - A very horrid one at that. Dropping breasts, gaping mouth, poorly carved nose. Personally, he viewed it as a bad carving done by some blind acolyte who also had mangled hands, but he knew the point wasn’t to critique such a monstrosity.
The dagger embedded in the wooden forehead was. A good throw, honestly. Possibly done by Hagar or Thirteen.
“So?” he finally said, turning back to the weeping peasant woman. “What’s the problem?”
“Your men! Your boys! They’re desecrating our-”
“-Piece of rotting wood?” he shrugged.
Fandom: The Witcher (Video Game Series)
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for Amnesty Week IX
He stared at the statue of what might of once been a woman - A very horrid one at that. Dropping breasts, gaping mouth, poorly carved nose. Personally, he viewed it as a bad carving done by some blind acolyte who also had mangled hands, but he knew the point wasn’t to critique such a monstrosity.
The dagger embedded in the wooden forehead was. A good throw, honestly. Possibly done by Hagar or Thirteen.
“So?” he finally said, turning back to the weeping peasant woman. “What’s the problem?”
“Your men! Your boys! They’re desecrating our-”
“-Piece of rotting wood?” he shrugged.
