I'm uber excited about this story, I want to thank Myrielle, for inspiring me to write again. So yeah, Thank you Myrielle!
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Sophyah awoke with a start, sweat beading on her porcelain forehead, melding her ebony curls to her.
She sat, propped up on her elbows, heart beating wildly like a rabits within the gilded cage of her chest. She laid a hand to her breast to attempt to quell the ravenous thing. She silently noted that sh wasn't wounded to the brnk of death anymore.
She massaged her temples and ran a hand over her swollen lips. I'm so glad I got to see the beast burn... She thought, an animalistic gleam shining her eyes. Come to think of it, she didn't absorb his soul, didn't feel the rush of another Dovah invading the cage she'd encased her soul in.
I suppose it's better I didn't, she thought, It probably would have corrupted me.
She stepped off the bed and stretched, cracking in all the right places and only a small amount of the wrong.
Sophyah heard a scoff behind her. She twirled her lithe body around harshly. She regretted it immediately, the lower half of her body stubbornly planted on the cracked wood. The rest of her twisted roughly, firmly cracking her back and shooting electricity up alll her bruises on her ribs.
She cried out in pain and fell to the floor, her legs giving away exhaustively. She then heard a laugh, and in a much softer way, she glanced around the room.
"Lydia?" She asked timidly, though she knew that this deep, sultry, serpentine like voice belonged to one person, or rather beast.
She cringed when it spoke again. "No, little Dovah-Sos, you know my identity.".
Unfortunately she did...
"Alduin", she gritted behind grinding teeth.
"Seems I've left you in worst shape then I'd previously had thought, Pruzah!"
She shook with fear. He's returned? She thought , her heart nearly convulsing with fright..
She rolled her emerald hues, and licked her lips in faux tranquility.
"How are you here?" She asked, Start with the basics.
"Hm, do you really want to know that or rather, what do I desire?"
She walked to the 'kitchen', which was really just chair around a fire pit and a cooking pot.
She shook her head, "What I really want to know is if you're able to harm me, dear dragon." She mocked
She tested her theory and thought of the carving of his defeat on the walls of Sky Haven Temple.
She heard him roar with anger and then she was bombarded with images of children, men and women, alike cloaked in the carnage of the Dragon Wars. She was flashed images of Alduin devouring children whole, soul and all.
She grunted, disgusted at his grotesque humor.
Another baritone laugh ripped from her skull "Do you like my memories, Dovahkiin?" He jested, his morbid humor taking light.
She absentmindedly rubbed the bruise on her ribcage.
"Ah! I assume you've noticed that Sithis is not bearing claws down at you, hm?"
She nodded, her head only quaking slightly.
"I've healed you, for the most part. I decided to leave a fe scars and scrapes as...Souveniers of our time together."
Another chuckle as she cringed.
"To answer your question, no, I cannot hurt you."
She sighed, relieved she would not feel the brawn of his body clashing into her ever again.
"Not yet..."
Shivers clutched her frame as she descended into Whiterun.
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Dovah-Sos= Dragon blood.
Dovahkiin=Dragonborn
Pruzah=Good