Posted July 6, 2014
"And so the Dovahkiin passes. All that is and will be, may be. "Everything can continue. All things. All people. All possibilities. Colliding and breaking and screaming a song of ruin and life into the end. And I am with them. With everything. A cause. And an effect. Both and neither. The force at t...
Posted July 6, 2014
Skyrim is silent tonight. Serana and I don't talk as Jo'rabi leads us both to the mountain, to the Throat of the World. I can see the concern, the grief, and the rage, on her face, shimmering past that implacable calm. I think she realized it, too, what my plan is. And she doesn't like it. And so s...
Posted July 6, 2014
I hear Rikke and her troops at the gate. She should've left. I hear a crack of lightning and a roar of surprise. I try to shout, to tell Odahviing to flee, but I can't even move my mouth. I listen, then, in silence, smelling the charred bodies of the Ironline and the Legion. Odahviing is too bra...
Posted July 5, 2014
I leave Fai'mar and the thieves at Kynesgrove. Rikke tries to stop me at the bridge. "You're not going across there." I can't tell if it's a command or just an expression of incredulity. She should know me better. "And I told you to leave," I answer. "Besides, don't I outrank you?" I keep walking, ...
Posted July 4, 2014
Anger. Humiliation. Fear. All of this and more roils in me during my long, desultory trudge back to Windhelm. Bested by the Favored, and yet allowed to live...this has never happened to me before. Saving Serana's still a priority, and avenging Lisin, yes, but now... But getting to Windhelm, it's app...