"Wake up!" the silence spoke. However, it wasn't the calming speech he would hear in his dreams. That of her. He could see her sometimes and he could see her now as well. He wanted to stay. But he
Corpses of our assailants littered thestone cold floor, blood red robes mixed with jet black armor. Not far from my left, laid Glenroy’s still warm body, one side of his helmet was crushed in. The metallic twang of blood was faint in the a
Written in honor of Curse's Skyrim Character Build: The Maleficar
Albeit the very prospect of witchcraft had fallen out of favor in response to the White Gold Concordat and the rise of the Aldmeri Dominion, there still exist nu
This is a short story I have been working on for a few days. This tale takes place in a universe of my own so feel free to ask questions if you have any. There are some graphic depictions of events in this story, so use discretion when read
There were just over 15 species of dragon I had discovered, ranging from the violent Ebony Nightwing to the more docile Stonehorn. Dozens of the beasts found their way to me after Alduin's defeat, submitting themselves to m
A favoured whisper falls on the ever-evolving tapestry that is life. A will that takes only what is needed in pursuit of a divine course that never falters in its path toward transcendence.
Questions may persist but never do they impede the de
Pushing the sturdy yet worn wooden door open, I found myself in a large area, directly beneath Riften’s market. The smell of the Ratway was faint, masked by the unique aroma of Blackbriar Mead. Burning torches lit the area, giving i
So, you wish to know our story eh? How a Spider Daedroth from the Pandomian depths of Oblivion and an amiable Redguard mage from Dragonstar met, bonded, and, well, I’m not one for spoilers. To get to the heart of any tale, even a true one, we must al
After having almost tumbled to our respective deaths on the slippery floor, if one could call it a floor, dodging countless malign droplets and puddles and slicing open far too many, fleshy, teeth ridden doors, we had finally reached the deepest p
So, yeah, this is the revamped and expanded backstory for Chaceito A.K.A The Cursebearer, after getting the fourth to last place on the Bloodlines contest, I knew Chaceito needed some more work. So I read the responses from the judges and responded b
For the longest time, all was perfectly still inside the tainted chapel. Sárka had been slain, Nephethys freed from her clutches. And all of this thanks to Shthelith, who turned out to be a much friendlier companion notwithstanding his antiquate
Morndas, First Day of Sun’s Height, 4E 180 So Hjarek was right about one thing, the ruins of Ree Reil Rielle are so pretty. I’m going to get a hiding for sure but I don’t care, this is my new favourite place in the Whole of Nirn. It shall be hensefor
She always woke to darkness, and even as she stirred, her fingers twitching at her sides, she wondered - was she even awake? How long had she slept? Was it light out, or dark?
The seven of them met at dusk in their hideout. The empire of their civilization constructed many such places of course, found all over the Heartland, strewn about and in their purity reflecting the sun's rays by day and casting great shadows by nigh
I'm here with yet another short story! I lost inspiration to write not too long ago, so I went back and started re-reading some of the stories I wrote in High School. From one of them, "Shades", I pulled this short story about my first orig
As my eyes slowly adjusted to the dimmed darkness, I realized I had made my ‘destination’. A dark musty cell, with a window of sorts well above my reach - moonlight spilling into the cell softly. Rising slowly to my feet, using the c