Chapter 4

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I watch as the poet and dwarf spilt off from Geralt and go back to the house. He seemingly roams around the area, as if he knows I'm here.

"I'll give you five minutes to get out of that tree, or I'll force you out."

I clench my jaw tightly and dig my nails into the bark. Slowly getting up onto my feet, I move out across the sturdy branch.

Pulling my hood up, I drop from the branch.
He says, "You sure can erase a trail. But I'm a witcher, you can completely erase your trail. "
I don't say anything, I don't need to.

"Now are you going to go home to your mother, or am I going to have to force you," he says in a threatening tone.

I say, "You don't scare me."

He says, "I should."

Taking in a deep breath, I run forward. I refuse to give in now. I can hear him yelling for me to stop, that he doesn't want to hurt me.

Hurt me?

He won't be able to hurt me if he cant catch me.

I can feel my heartbeat increase, breathing happy, my surroundings becoming a blur.
Branches hit and scratch my skin, and every sound around me becomes noticeable.

My steps, his steps. How far back is he?

At least a few feet.

I hear water falling a little ways ahead of me. Thats right, I forgot about the waterfall in these woods.

Dirt rises into the air like dust as my feet hit the ground.

In a leap I'm over the side of a cliff and above water. A cool mist from the waterfall lingers, and time slows as i feel someone grasping for my cloak in a desperate attempt to catch me.

The way the hand tries to clutch the fabric only tells me he hasn't jumped.

Feeling gravity take place, I fall. A race against the water, to see who will reach the lake below.
Water surrounds me as I crash into the dark depths of the hidden lake.

I swim for shore and hear a string of curses. Surely he would jump if he wanted to catch me? Or maybe he's just drawing out this small hunt. Making the fun last just a tad bit longer.

I start to run again, but at a slower pace, keeping my surroundings in check. Listening carefully to every noise once more, I cant let him get to close to me again.

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Ah, hello readers, I don't know if you actually read these things. I'm quite new to writing on wattpad, or on the internet all together.
I usually keep to myself with my poems and stories.
You can call me Dennis, I am female, but if you rather call me another name then uh, go ahead? Once again, sorry if i update at the most random of times. I get distracted or forget to update.
I'll try my best.

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