SotF: The Little Things - Part One

Posted Thu at 3:23 AM

Riften. The City of Beggars and Thieves.                   It had almost been a decade since his last visit to this wretched place and it was just as he had left it: skittering rats at every corner of the eye, aroma ...

SotF: Just a Formality V

Posted November 1

‘Lady Falrielle!’                   ‘Breton bitch!’                   Glass and metal clinked hard and old fri...

Songs of Skyrim: The Winds Blow Cold

Posted October 31

'The Winds Blow Cold' is the quintessential archetype of Nord lullabies: death, cold, and stressing the importance of family... in death. It is actually quite popular among Nord folk.   The children asleep, With dreams oh so sweet. The winds blow cold.   The children shiver, In th...

SotF: Just a Formality II

Posted October 29

I Falrielle opened her eyes.               The Watchmen’s bell was ringing the Vigil awake and the sun was shining through the shutters and on her face. She shaded her eyes with her hand and then slipped on her boots. Thus begins...

SotF: On Thin Ice - Part Three

Posted October 11

Lake Yorgrim was painted snow-white and green. It seems I was wrong, the buds were in bloom. Life and spring had come. The air however still brought a chill that the fire and sheepskin could not keep away. I took my amulet off and dangled it in front of me.        &...