Snow's Journal (Entry Two)
4th Rain's Hand 4E 203 I saw him today; the Khajiit. Light brown fur all over,a long striped tail,a short mane,and those emerald green eyes; there's no mistaking it. He was buying blacksmithing supplies from Miss Avenicci; lots of pelts and hunks...
Snow's Journal (Entry Five)
14th Rain's Hand 4E 203 Unexpectedly, a large storm has frozen over entrance to cave which we had called "Home" for the night. Khajiit wishes to ask if Urjora could use magic to help escape, though he senses that Urjora has other things in mind....
Snow's Journal (Entry One)
2nd Sun's Dawn 4E 203 Khajiit is keeping this journal in an attempt to document the part of his life, as he struggles to find his place in this land of cold and snow that its natives call "Skyrim". If he happen to pass on to the life after...
Snow's Journal (Entry Four)
13th Rain's Hand 4E 203 Finally, we have set up camp! For two days,Caravan has been on the move; Khajiit's hindpaws ache, but keeping Urjora safe is worth the pain. Speaking of his Lover makes his heart feel...funny. It is a warm feeling...it makes...
Needles
Cold Touch Sting Stab Burn Flush Push Tear Remember The days The lies The outward cries Screams Unheard A flightless bird Caged Enraged Without escape Fearing Sneering Jeering Running Hiding To no avail Left...
Midnight's Rose
An end Has come To his life A tale: A comedy Told In the deep hues Of tragedy: A purity Beyond The grasp Of their mortal minds Blood: Crimson Silk Drops Of sorrow To my hands Undeserving Was he Of this end Betrayed...
Home
"A Nord's last thoughts should be of home." The prisoner across from me announces. His statement is met with silence. I lift my head, gazing back at the Nord. "Home?" I reply, the heaviness of the cold air filling my lungs. He nods. "Do...
Bitter
Aged Yet tender Are the thoughts My arms Around you As I whisper To you My true feelings For you My one And only Love The one Who I yearn To have The one I wish To be with Until My life Begins to fade The days We spent...
Forever,You and I
High above On the edge He resides Viewing all That lies below Studying the world In which he quietly resides; A vagabond Amongst his own thoughts A caricature Of something more Though none can see They all simply turn away Taken...
A Warm Smile
Soundlessly, flakes of snow dance in the world beyond the pane of glass, the quiet bustle of the café keeping me company as my eyes dart amongst the words of my novel, my free paw occasionally reaching down to bring my styrofoam cup to my lips. The...
Alone
Am I alone? The only one who had never known Of the gift that was given to all but my own A strange comfort; The boon of knowing That everything was to stay And that nothing was going To be secure in your thoughts and ideas That there was...
Thing
What is this sensation that I feel? Is it a figment of delusion or is it truly real? To pretend that what I think isn't real Like a child covering his eyes and ears To make it all go away To forget about his fears So go on Take a look inside my...