White Fire (Geralt of Rivia x OC)

Chapter 22

Geralt walks through the doors on the tavern, seeming to be fuming.

Zolton follows suit shortly saying, "There is no sign of him, none what so ever."

Geralt walks past our group and towards what seems to be his room. I follow him there, wanting to know exactly what had happened.

As I reach out for him, he turns, pinning me to a wall.

"If Yennefer herself came after her, would you be able to stand and fight?"

I go silent.

"I... Geralt... I... No I couldnt. I am not a witcher by heart. I have no will to fight."

He pushes off from the wall saying, "Then how did you fight Erom? How?!"

Thats right... I did fight against Erom.

I reply, "I don't know."

He points to me, then himself. He says, "You believe in the mind that you are not a witcher by heart. But by god, you are a witcher by heart and flesh. You bring yourself down with all kinds of nonsense in your head, don't you? Do not tell me you are weak because you did not get to train at a school."

I stay silent, leaning against a wall for support. Is it really my fault I am weak? Was everything I have done and am doing, been bogged down by my own selfish thoughts? Are they selfish?

The silence is broken, "You need confidence. Confidence in yourself and your movement."

I look him in the eye and say, "Then teach me confidence."

He turns to enter his room with a final word, "Only you can find your own confidence. It is not taught."

I watch as the door closes and head for my own room.

How will I find my confidence? Do I really have none?

Hiding all these years from the world around me... has really done nothing for me.

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By god, is it true?!?

HERE IT IS.

I got over my little writers block for this story.

Its back in action and back with some action.

HAH.

Hope you guys like it.