In Marvel, the System Works for Me
Like Luke, Nancy had intuition beyond that of ordinary people, but she couldn't see ghosts themselves unless they chose to appear. Without someone to guide her, a person like that could easily become confused and lost.
Nancy was undoubtedly one of them.
Add adolescence, her mother's death, and her father's downward spiral, and it was remarkable that the girl's world hadn't collapsed. She really was strong.
For the first time, Geralt found something to like about the blonde girl beyond her pretty face and lovely figure.
Once Nancy got talking, she had plenty to say. She longed to see the world beyond her hometown, to travel and discover places she'd never seen.
Nancy had quite the... poetic streak.
Poetry...
At the thought of poetry, Geralt's eyes lit up.
Time to borrow someone else's work.
Here we go!
"The Furthest Distance in the World
is not the distance between life and death,
but that I stand right before you
and you do not know I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
is not that I stand right before you,
but that I love you so deeply
and cannot say I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
is not that I cannot say I love you,
but that longing for you hurts to my core
and I can only bury it in my heart.
The furthest distance in the world
is not that I cannot say I miss you,
but that we love each other
and cannot be together.
The furthest distance in the world
is not that we love each other
and cannot be together,
but that I know true love conquers all
and pretend not to care."
Nancy promptly lost herself in the beautiful lines. Her cheeks flushed, and