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The hallway spits us out into a wide, open chamber. Torchlight flickers off the rough stone walls, throwing jagged shadows over the bandits scrambling to react. There are at least fifteen of them, maybe twenty—it’s hard to count when they’re shouting and fumbling for their weapons. My grin...
The steps leading to Dragonsreach stretch long and steep before me, each one a reminder of the distance between Whiterun's bustling streets and the power housed within the palace above. The air grows colder the higher we climb, the sharp bite of wind tugging at the edges of my cloak. Around me...
I'm not; honestly I have enough energy at the moment for the story I could continue this pace(working on the next chapter ATM); but well..... I plan the story to be millions of words and have ideas for a sequel so will slow down to once a week after getting to the point I want; then Patreons...
Appreciate the reply xD and ya I posted on fanfiction first; only started planning and writing the story 9 days ago; writing a chapter a day until I hit 100k cause of a challenge a friend made
Ya Inigo is one of my faves; I highly recommend him
His speed is pretty talented; not prodigy of...
The rain is relentless, cold droplets slicing through the air as if the gods themselves want me miserable. My cloak clings to my back, soaked through and heavy, each step of my horse squelching in the mud beneath us. Water drips down my neck, pooling at the edge of my armor, and I swear under my...
The ridge stretches wide before me, a jagged outcrop of stone overlooking the ruined fort. I crouch low behind a slab of rock, the cold seeping through my armor as I settle into place. The wind is faint, carrying with it the distant sounds of laughter, clanging metal, and the occasional bark of...
Threadmarks: Chapter 7 - Goodbyes and New Beginnings
The heat of the forge clings to my skin as I step into the cool air of Whiterun, the breeze instantly sweeping away the warmth. My cloak flutters lightly in the wind as I instinctively rest my hand on the hilt of my gladius. The sword is familiar, but it’s not quite right anymore. It’s a relic...
The blackness claws at the edges of my vision, an inky tide threatening to swallow me whole. My breath comes in short, shallow bursts, pain radiates from my knee, sharp and insistent, demanding my attention. For a moment, I teeter on the brink, but then I grit my teeth and force the haze away...
Golden light filtered through the canopy above, warming my face as I woke. The air is cool, crisp, carrying the rich scents of pine and damp earth, mingled with the faint babble of a brook somewhere nearby. My eyes open slowly, taking in the dappled sunlight that streaks the forest floor.
For a...
Threadmarks: Chapter 4 - Riverwood and Preperation
The village unfolded before us like a painting come to life, nestled in the valley between towering pines and craggy cliffs. The air here was clean, fresh, and carried the tang of sawdust and the distant scent of baking bread. Riverwood was far larger than I had anticipated, its population...
The forest swallowed us whole, its canopy closing overhead in a tangle of black branches and faintly glowing starlight. Every step I took felt heavier, the adrenaline that had carried me from Helgen now fading, replaced by the burn of exertion in my legs and the raw ache in my lungs. The crisp...
The world was fire and fury.
Flames engulfed Helgen as Alduin screamed his fury into the air, his massive form tearing through the village as if it were made of kindling. The ground beneath me shuddered with every roar, every sweep of its titanic wings. My wrists ached as the ropes binding them...
I was warm when I fell asleep. My bed was familiar, the soft weight of the blankets pressing down on me. Paradise after a long night of talking to friends. The faint hum of the world outside my window had been a comfort as I drifted off. But now… now I was cold.
The air stung my face, carrying...