The day is 11-11-11 (11th day of 11th mont in the year of 2011 ;P) And The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim was bublished today, so for the honor of that, I desided to bublish my first official story about Elder Scrolls series.
It's a short proloque, but don't fred, cause chapters will be a loooot longer then this ^^
Hopefully ya folks like it and if not, then it ain't my broblem if my story isn't for your taste, so don't come and cry to me. Writing is my hobby and the way of excpressing myself and to give life to my fantasies and stories as it is to other people, so I try to enjoy it and hopefully someone else will enjoy my work too.
Disclaimer: It's a fanfiction, people. Don't own nothing except my OC's.
PS. Sorry that my writing sucks a pit ^^' I'm not the best when it come's to writing english, but try to live with it for now ;P
Enjoy!
WARNING! This story will contain heavy spoilers, some violence, not so nice language, suggestive themes, fluffy sweetness, some drama, light comedy and other things I will warn about in future, so be warned ^^
EPILOGUE: VOICED WHISPERS
The Whispers.
The whispers of people can truly be a powerful thing.
The rumors and tales about the Gates Of Oblivion traveled over the lands through the peoples mouths to their ears and minds; The words of merciless daedra slaughtering people and burning the lands where they stepped spread the fear and horror around Tamriel and making everyone flee for safe havens of others provinces and leaving Cyrodiil to be devoured by the creatures of Mehrunes Dagon- The Daedric Price Of Destruction.
Everyone was living in despair and fear, yelling and cursing the gods, even daedric-ones, for abandoning them to their cruel fate.
The hope seemed so lost to them… until the Divine send their answer.
They were merely rumors spreading over the Tamriel; sparkling hope's in the hearts of believers.
These whispers were about a Divine Crusader- a God-send savior who defeated Umaril The Unfeathered and restored many believers for the Nine Divines.
The rumors told about how she saved the last heir of the Septim throne, running like a fiery spirit through the Kvatch and cutting daedra down like they were mere weeds on her path. The rumor's spoke of her astonishing achievements and unwavering faith to the Nine Divine, who's work she acomblished over the lands of Tamriel with grace and justice.
Men, women and even the smallest children would whisper of the snowy hair decorating her head like a crown, her pale skin that was blue as the winter sky and of the red eyes of hers, which would sooth with their tenderness or rebel with the blazing fire that her enemies would fear before meeting the end of their path in life.
But even with her repuptation over the men and women who's lives she had taken single-handedly, the rumors told of her compassion and forgiveness too. How she had give changes to people who seemed too lost in their own darkness and damnation, that they couldn't see anything but their own filthy selves.
She was their saving angel, who offered her hand t them to grap onto and pull them back to light.
Those words of a hero, a legend, traveled far over to the Morrowind- The Land Of Dunmers and throught those lands of Burning Fire, the rumors were heard by the ears of Nerevarine.
There's the start ;P Saddly I must inform ya right now, that next chappy won't come out soon, cause I'll brobably be too wrapped up in playing sertaing game to write ;
Thank you for reading and hopefully someone enjoyed what they read ^^ Please leave a review, put in your favorites and/or place on alert if you like my story, cause they're that 'thingy' which keeps the writer's spirit high ^^
