Chapter 3 The box,The sparrow and Sorrows sting
As i walked out the door i saw Rupert standing by the waters edge, I began to walk towards the snowberry grove but i couldn't shake the feeling of dread in the air. But i decided it best to do as mother had instructed i knew we needed the money and there was no alternative. I hated the outfit she had picked out for me, A bright blue dress that seemed something my grandmother if I'd ever met her would have worn and she decided for some odd reason to dress me in my fathers old fur Armour and his bear cloak. I knew i probably looked like a man from a distance so it made me a little more self conscious than i normally am. I looked into the sky and wondered if i made the right decision in leaving. Just as i was about to scold myself again i heard a deafening scream come from the direction i had just come and my stomach lurched, i turned and began to run as fast as my legs could take me. I got closer and Yelled out with all my might. "Mom answer me are you okay." And then i saw him, Rupert running away from my home...our home. I burst through the door of the small shack on the outskirts of Solitude that i had called home for the past thirteen years and there she was, the woman who had raised me; nurtured me; held my hand when i was frightened and the woman whom i could never imagine harm coming to lying on the floor in a pool of her own blood. As i fell to the ground i rolled her over and placed my head onto her chest and i began to cry. I lay sobbing against my mothers breast and i felt her chest rise and then sink. I looked up at her face and saw she was whispering something i leaned closer so as to hear her. "Danphine my beautiful baby girl, i love you so very much. I'm sorry i couldn't stay to see you live your life, I'm so sorry i let this happen. But please don't think for one moment this is your fault. I need you to open the box it'll tell you more than i ever could, please live for the both of us. I love y..." I felt her Chest sink for the final time and i knew my mother was dead. I heard a clatter on the floor next to me and looked down to see the box lying lying there it must have fallen from my satchel somehow. For the first time since she had given it to me i actually looked at the small little thing. It was literally just that little, It had an odd symbol on it one I'd never seen before it looked like a dagger piercing a sparrows wing as it flew. I turned the box over in my hands, rubbing the sides as i went and i found it what i had been searching for a seam. I looked around my once happy home turned terrible nightmare for something to pry this damned box open with finally out of the corner of my eye i caught a glimmer of hope. the knife sticking out of my mothers wound. I swallowed deeply choked back my tears and tore it from her now cold corpse and began to work at the accursed thing. It must have took me hours before i got the box open because when i looked outside the night had fallen upon the shack like a predator about to strike its prey. I opened the box and looked inside...