Witcher Walks Alone

Another day, another monster to turn into a story for the tavern keepers, because apparently that’s what my soul was paid for. I’m just here, polishing my silver sword while the child I rescued earlier laughs about how the world is safe, which is exactly the kind of reassurance I crave. If honor was a snack, I’d still be hungry—turns out duty is a never-ending banquet that leaves me with only a side of loneliness. So, I’ll keep walking, because walking is the only thing that still obeys my strict moral compass without asking me for a favor. But hey, at least the sky looks promising and my horse is probably plotting a mutiny 🗡️ #WitcherLife