A Nordic Heart
A Skyrim Fanfiction
A short Drabble about a Snow Elf raised by Nords but shunned by her fellow Warriors
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You mock me when it suits you,
Yet its funny how appreciative you are when I do things for you
I brave vicious fights, Dragons and plights
All for your approval
What I get is your vicious hate and malice
My Mentors all look at me
And see me not as a Woman or
As a Ice Elf
But as some one whose earned her worth and
Proved her Valor and Mettle
The ones of Old have learned to accept a Snow Elf into their Ranks
But You cannot see past the veil of ancient Hatred and Bloodshed our kind's
Have ripped amongst them in the days of old
I may have been born Snow Elf, but I was raised by Nords and most of you, who now mock and humiliate me
I once played with as little ones
Can you not see past your Forefathers hatred, as I have mine
And learn to accept me?
One who has proved her self in the true Nordic way, not with spells or stealth
But with Honor and Prowess in battle
My dear Brethren
My Brothers and Sisters of Honor
My Equals of Prowess
May we Forever sheath our verbal and physical blades of abuse,
and regain the trust and peace we held, oh so long ago.
- Hylda IceShield
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Yes the Grammar is correct, It really is meant to be more of a speech anyway.
It was just one of those Ideas one gets playing Skyrim at 11 a clock at night
