S2E52 | A Psychological Analysis of Ciri

She was always running. Through snow-choked forests, across smoldering battlefields, down the echoing corridors of fate. Her footsteps were too light for a conqueror, yet too loud for a ghost. People looked at her and saw prophecy, power, bloodlines. But beneath the mantle of destiny and the legends whispered in her wake, she was — and remained — a girl shaped by the cold hand of fear and the brutal chiseling of survival.