This is about the latest book from the "The Witcher" series, Season of Storms.
In the epilogue we can read (spoilers!):
Nimue suddenly felt euphoria, balanced by numbness and the other effects of suffering fear. It’s a dream, she thought. It seems to me a dream. Because this cannot be real.
‘What’s wrong? Are you okay?’
Nimue plucked up the courage.
‘This mare…’ in her excitement she had difficulty pronouncing her words. ‘This mare is named Roach. Because that is what you name every horse. Because you, are Geralt of Rivia. The Witcher, Geralt of Rivia.’
He looked at her for a long time. Silent. Nimue also remained silent, staring at the ground.
‘What is the year now?’
‘One thousand three hundred and…’ she lifted her surprised eyes. ‘One thousand three hundred and seventy-three after resurrection.‘
‘If that’s so,’ the white-haired man wiped his face with a gloved hand, ‘then Geralt of Rivia has been long dead. He died a hundred and five years ago.
And later some kind of confirmation:
‘But…’ she hesitated. ‘But a hundred years… How is it possible to… How! is it possible?’
‘Such questions,’ he interrupted her, still with a warm smile, ‘should not be asked by future adepts of Aretuza’.
And finally my question is, can anyone explain the ending?
Did Geralt not only survive but also stop aging? Or somehow the witchers' craft was not ruined and Nimue met a new young witcher? Maybe anyone has insights on this?