The Pink Haired Pirate: An Old Norse Saying
Rated: M for language, future mature themes, violence, gore
Warnings: Spoiler alert for Elder Scrolls V:Skyrim
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"The first ones were brothers: Anu and Padomay. They came into the Void, and Time began."
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"A...Priest of Mara?"
"Yes, my daughter, a Priest of Mara. You see, Mara is the Goddess of Love, Compassion, and Benevolence." The Redguard priest, Maramal, smiled brightly. Even Sakura's perplex look never bothered him.
After the carriage from Winterhold has stopped in front of Riften, Sakura has hopped off, still leaving a few septims for the trouble. Chihiro was walking close to her feet, and she happened to come across the temple, close to the Honorhall Orphanage.
She was totally clueless about what Maramal was talking about, but the priest didn't mind it at all. As soon as Sakura stepped her foot in the Temple, he was welcomed with open arms. She was lead to sit down on a bench in front of the altar and he decided to enlighten all the questions Sakura had about their country and culture. And Sakura was truly fascinated. She came to love it, and as they sat down and talked, Chihiro curled on the lap of Priestess Dinya.
Maramal sat up for a little while, only to return with a book.
"I have seen you at Keerava and Talen-Jei's tavern, I noticed you like to read. Maybe you'll like this book."
"A Child's Annuad?" Sakura raised an eyebrow, looking through the book.
"It's a children's book," Maramal confirmed. "But it's a mere simplification of the myth of creation. You might understand more from that book than from us." He smiled amiably.
"I see. Is there a way one can receive the Blessing of Mara?"
Dinya answered for him. "Of course." She smiled. "But it can be received only if you help by spreading the love across Skyrim. Would you be willing to do that?"
Sakura sat and thought a little, before smiling.
"Sure. Just tell me where do I have to go. Would you mind If I let Chihiro rest here? She likes the warmth of the temple." Said cat stretched a little in the priestess' lap and yawned sleepily.
"Of course." Dinya handed Sakura a sheet of paper. "We have written down the prayers Goddess Mara has received. We'd go by ourselves, but we can't leave the temple unprotected."
Sakura nodded and smiled, tucking it in her pocket.
"I understand. I will be back as soon as I'm done."
"May Mara lighten up your path."
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"As Anu and Padomay wandered the Void, the interplay of Light and Darkness created Nir. Both Anu and Padomay were amazed and delighted with her appearance, but she loved Anu, and Padomay retreated from them in bitterness."
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Sakura's first destination, however, was to sell her goods and ease up her backpack. It was a little troublesome to travel with all that weight, so she sought the general store shop called Pawned Prawn.
Sakura chuckled lightly. It sounded pretty funny, truth to be told. She stepped in. The entrance bell rang lightly, and the owner immediately rose up from his seat.
"Welcome to Pawned Prawn, traveler. What can I get you?"
Sakura smiled politely.
"I'm looking for traveling supplies...and sell a few stuff I own."
Bersi Honey-hand raised an eyebrow and nodded. Sakura took off her bag and laid out a few things for Bersi to look over and analyze. Her collection was impressive, and Sakura was pretty proud of her loot as well.
She has managed to gather three healing potions, two stamina potions, about three Magicka potions as well, plus a potion of Resist Cold. Along with those, she also decided to sell her three, precious Sapphires and a few of her soul gems. On top of those, she managed to gather 3 Small Pearls, 2 Frost Salts and 6 Slaughterfish Scales.
Bersi scratched his head. "Well...this seems like a deal. I mean I can buy these from you, and I could make some profit on these. I could sell the alchemy ingredients to the old man Elgrim." He nodded and brought out from under his desk a few coin purses. Each contained about 100 septims, it was useful to keep them like these. Someone with a little more septims than they could carry could have some trouble paying while digging in their pockets.
Sakura didn't mind that Bersi was going to pay about half the value of her goods. Sakura needed quick money. She had yet to analyze the list she was handed, and while playing cupid was not her specialty, she supposed it would be fun enough.
"Alright, kid. So you handed me three potions of health, two of stamina, three of mana and one of frost resistance. Also three sapphires, two small soul gems, and three black soul gems." Bersi scribbled on a piece of paper, calculating the amount of septims he owed her for all the products. Sakura kept a black gem for herself, just to try it out.
"That will be a total of 2470 septims." Bersi handed her the coin purses which she decided to store in a scroll later.
Her eyes widened. "That much?"
Bersi nodded. "I just cut down the price on the sapphires and the potions. I let you keep the full price for everything else. They are of good quality." Sakura smiled slightly.
"Thanks a lot, Bersi-san. Do you think you have any attire, I could buy?"
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"Nir became pregnant, but before she gave birth, Padomay returned, professing his love for Nir. She told him that she loved only Anu, and Padomay beat her in rage. Anu returned, fought Padomay, and cast him outside Time. Nir gave birth to Creation, but died from her injuries soon after. Anu, grieving, hid himself in the sun and slept."
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Sakura bid a polite goodbye to the Honeyhand couple as she walked outside the general goods store. Bersi's wife has let her change in peace in her room. She left about 20 septims on the counter and walked upstairs to put on her new attire. The clothes were a tunic dress combination. The top and skirt were a shade of light blue with golden trimmings. A dark blue apron was wrapped around the dress and held by two thick straps that rested on her shoulders, held in place by a tight corset. A belt with several pouches was wrapped around her hips. She finished her outfit with a pair of brown, lace-up boots and tied her pink tresses in a bun, with a dark blue ribbon.
Sakura stored her scrolls and equipment in the scrolls she brought with her. The backpack was troublesome and could rip instantly anytime soon in battle.
Sakura soon passed the gate of Riften a second time, giving the guards a smile and a polite wave before heading out on her own. Dressed as a female civilian, she started to feel a little more blend in. She knew her hair was at fault for the actual stares, but she couldn't afford to change that. It was part of her identity.
The first destination was a small town called Ivarstead. According to Mara's answered prayer, a young woman named Fastred was constantly arguing with her parents about a certain Bassianus Axius. She was not quite sure what exactly should she do with that matter. Talk to her? Talk to her parents? Talk to Mr. Axius to convince her parents that he's a good guy? Sakura sighed. Playing cupid suddenly became a little harder than she has anticipated.
Sakura raised her hand to stop an empty carriage passing by, save for the owner. She was invited to hop on with a smile and Sakura complied.
"How much for the trip to Ivarstead?"
"About 50 septims. You don't look like you're from around here. Visiting someone?"
Sakura sat a little more comfortable, getting ready a coin purse. "Hmm yes, you could say that."
While the inhabitants of Skyrim seemed to be pretty religious, everyone was allowed whether to worship or not a deity. And it was not like she liked bragging with carrying on a task of a Goddess herself. The thought made Sakura just a little bit proud, however.
The carriage driver hummed to himself as he snapped the reins. The horse, Sugar, was a brown colored mare - just like how the burnt sweet sugar looked liked according to the owner, started to pull the carriage at a moderate pace. Sakura was in no hurry this time. All she expected were casualties and no real fights.
"And what do you think of our humble Hold, until now?" The silence was thick, but not uncomfortable. Sakura was glad that he decided to break the ice though. The journey was not short, it'd last more than a few hours at this pace. The unfolded map was stretched out on her lap. She scribbled down with a pencil all the places she had visited and left a sealed senbon at. Until now she has discovered the Holds of Winterhold and the Rift. She has passed through Eastmarch while traveling to Riften for the first time, but she had no chance to stop anywhere.
"It's beautiful, sir. I suppose the citizens have the right to complain about Riften's stained politics...but as a tourist, I love it." Sakura answered truthfully. The drinks were great, the beds were warm and the food was almost as good as Sanji's cooking; nothing could top that though. The forests were as beautiful as they were dangerous with the bandits lurking around.
"Well..you do have a point. You know you might like Whiterun if you're interested in continuing your traveling. Or Solitude. Those are the most beautiful cities you might see in Skyrim." She has heard of Whiterun only briefly, while she has read a whole book about Solitude, which awakened an interest to visit it. Even if it was the central power of the Empire in Skyrim.
"Those are some interesting suggestions, sir."
"So polite..." he chuckled and shook his head. "It's rare to see the youth so well-behaved around here."
Sakura smiled a little embarrassed. "Back home we are taught manners beforehand...then we have a dagger shoved in our hands and trained to be the best of the best or die trying." She shook her head. "At least that's how my clan was treating its young. Especially the main family."
"Oh? A clan you say. Are they as stuck up as most rich families owning the Holds?" He chuckled.
"Were...yes. They were." Sakura chuckled sadly. "Me and my cousin were the few offsprings which haven't inherited the antisocial-cold dominant gene."
The carriage driver never missed how Sakura has used the past tense when speaking about her family. But he paid no mind.
"I see. That's interesting to say at least. You know, I'm from Ivarstead myself. I grew up there with my parents. We were poor...but we were happy..."
Sakura continued to listen to the carriage driver. The way was long anyways. Tom, as to how she found out he was named, seemed to enjoy talking as well. He asked her about several things about her culture back home.
"Anyways. What else would you like to know?" Sakura had to check through her list for that.
"Markarth. That belongs to The Reach, right?"
Tom chuckled. "Yes, you're right. It's a city carved in stone, known for its rich silver mines." His cheery attitude was washed in a frown.
"Riften is nothing like Markarth. More than half of the city is owned by the Silver-Bloods...the guards...just like the Black-Briars." Sakura understood the gravity of the situation. She understood the correlation immediately. "They could have you rot away in their prison, making you mine up their silver for the rest of your life." He sighed. "Stay away from the Silver-Bloods, Sakura. They're not to be crossed. All which runs through Markarth is blood and silver. Blood and silver and nothing more."
Two holds were in the hands of wrong people it seemed. A successful meadery and rich silver mines. But Sakura needed more intel on everything which happened, and that's where the cats could play a role. But for that, she needed to open a fishery. She almost chuckled internally. A fishery would sound great.
"You don't have to worry about me, Mr. Tom. I will be fine."
The carriage stopped a few hours later, by the main path which went through Ivarstead. The small town was roughly the size of Winterhold (the city), as everything it owned were a few houses, an inn, a mill, but the most standout structure was the Barrow which laid half-buried right next to the city. She started walking down the path, looking for anyone who could fit the young woman's description.
The woman was of medium height, slender, with apparent smooth skin and delicate features, with long, brown hair half-tied from behind. She was gardening when Sakura has spotted her, and the pink-haired young woman approached her.
"Hello." Sakura started lamely.
Fastred seemed to be a little down, easily noticed by a really sad greeting on her own. Sakura's eyes softened slightly and sat down on a stump.
"What go you so upset, miss?"
The brown-haired woman shook her head as she kept weeding the garden.
"You wouldn't understand...nobody does. Not even my parents."
"Try me." Sakura crossed her arms, a little amused, and much to her surprise, Fastred began to pour her heart over and over.
"It's my parents, miss. My sweet Bassi has proposed to me, but they wouldn't let me! All they care about is about this village, they just can't accept him for me!"
'It's starting to become a little awkward...' Sakura just tried to smile and put a comforting hand on the young woman's shoulder.
"Hey, stop crying. I will see if I can talk to your parents." She handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears and blow her nose. It looked like she had been holding all of this in her for some time.
"You...you'd do that for me? But why?"
"Because it's the right thing to do." Sakura smiled, and realization suddenly hit Fastred like a ton of bricks, but they felt nothing but like a soft pillow in her heart. Her prayers have been answered.
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"Meanwhile, life sprang up on the twelve worlds of creation and flourished. After many ages, Padomay was able to return to Time. He saw Creation and hated it. He swung his sword, shattering the twelve worlds in their alignment. Anu awoke, and fought Padomay again. The long and furious battle ended with Anu the victor. He cast aside the body of his brother, who he believed was dead, and attempted to save Creation by forming the remnants of the 12 worlds into one - Nirn, the world of Tamriel. As he was doing so, Padomay struck him through the chest with one last blow. Anu grappled with his brother and pulled them both outside of Time forever."
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Sakura was lead to sit down at the kitchen table by Boti, Fastred's mother. Fastred bore striking resemblances to her mother, she was wearing even the same dress style. But Boti's face was more wrinkled and worn over with time.
"What can I do for you, young lady? I assume you have talked with Fastred." She sighed. "I heard her crying right from here."
The older woman brought the freshly brewed tea kettle and poured tea into the cups on the table.
"Yes, ma'am. I have seen her so upset...I became curious. But what's wrong with her sweetheart, if I may ask?" Sakura asked concerned and sipped her tea carefully. It was a mix of mint and snowberries. The taste was actually pleasant and sweet.
Boti shook her head and dragged a chair to sit down as well, grabbing her own cup.
"I have nothing against her choice. Bassius seems like a nice man. But it's my husband who's against their marriage. If you could convince my husband to give his blessing..." Boti sighed. "Keeping this between us..." She lowered her voice. "I wouldn't mind if they just snuck out of the village and eloped. I would manage my husband...poor boy, if he knew my husband would hunt him down, he'd waste no second to take Fastred and leave the town."
Sakura couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
"I see. I will see what can I do to help you sort this out, ma'am."
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"The blood of Padomay became the Daedra. The blood of Anu became the stars. The mingled blood of both became the Aedra (hence their capacity for good and evil, and their greater affinity for earthly affairs than the Daedra, who have no connection to Creation)."
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Needless to say, Jofthor was a tough nut to crack. And was noticeably displeased he was interrupted from his work. And Sakura had to do her best to play the most polite person she could ever be to get what she wanted.
"I'm sorry sir...it's just your daughter wanted me to talk to you about something."
Jofthor took in the composed but well-behaved mannerisms of the young woman, much younger than his own daughter before him, bearing hands which looked like they never held a shovel in the girl's whole lifetime.
"I bet I already know what is this about." The older man put down his tool. "Look at this town, child. Look." And Sakura actually looked to turn around her. "This has been a great village, once. Fastred is infatuated with a young man who wants to move to Riften, just like everyone else did. Almost nothing's left of Ivarstead."
"I...I see what you mean, sir. I didn't mean to intrude but ..." But Mara has sent her here to sort out Fastred's problem. And she couldn't leave until her heart was set in the right place.
"You have good intentions. But Fastred is a child, and all of this is going to pass."
"You mean..all of this is just a fling?" Would Mara send her after some silly crush?
"Yes. Just some time ago she was infatuated with a man named Klimmek, the fisherman down the river. She couldn't stop talking about how much she loved him, about how head over heels she was. And keeping this between us, she couldn't choose a more spineless but arrogant man than this."
And now Sakura was starting to see his point. What would happen if the village disappeared completely from the map? And that would shrink it even more if more youth left for Riften.
"I see. I will try to talk some sense into her."
Jofthor seemed to look relieved.
"Oh, thanks the Divines. She's too trusty for her own good, but if she'll listen to you, I know she'll make a good choice. I have that feeling." Sakura smiled, bowed quickly and excused herself.
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"On the world of Nirn, all was chaos. The only survivors of the twelve worlds of Creation were the Ehlnofey and the Hist. The Ehlnofey are the ancestors of Mer and Men. The Hist are the trees of Argonia. Nirn originally was all land, with interspersed seas, but no oceans."
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"Of course my love! Of course I will marry you!" Fastred exclaimed happily as Klimmek, the tall Nord swept the young man off her feet and hugged her tightly, kissing her forehead. "I thought you'd never ask me..."
Sakura was sitting in the tree, hidden almost entirely by the thick, leafy branches as she witnessed the display of love shown by the new couple. Fastred would stay at home, help her parents and be showered with affection by her beau.
She has talked to both men about Fastred and she did her best to be impartial. One could say her choice was going to affect the heart of Fastred. But a young woman, as naive as the brunette was, needed someone with their heads stuck firmly on their shoulders with a gentle voice to guide and help her truly grow up. And if she were to judge by the way Brassianus spoke, she could define him as a total asshole, which should stay out Fastred's fairy tale love story.
Sakura turned another page of Maramal's book. The story was a little sad. A crime committed out of jealousy...mythology has never been a stranger to fables like these. Over the book, she laid out the piece of paper and Sakura crossed the first name off her list. And as she did, a swelling feeling of warmth bubbled in her chest, she couldn't stop smiling either. Mara was pleased, but her mission had yet to be over. Another pair of souls needed help to be united, and they belonged to Markarth, the Hold of The Reach. And the Journey of the Reach was not a short one.
Fastred glanced up the tree, to catch the glimpse of something pink. Fastred's smile was met with one of her own, the smile of the pink-haired stranger who flickered and vacated the once occupied tree. Klimmek bent over and picked up a small, but delicate looking pink flower. It had five petals, with a little chipped tips, but looked really beautiful nonetheless. But not as beautiful as Fastred's hazel colored eyes which gleamed with an infantile sparkle of joy. Klimmek carefully seated the flower behind Fastred's delicate ear.
"I'm so glad I had the chance to tell you how much I loved you, Fastred...I thought I lost you forever."
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"A large fragment of the Ehlnofey world landed on Nirn relatively intact, and the Ehlnofey living there were the ancestors of the Mer. These Ehlnofey fortified their borders from the chaos outside, hid their pocket of calm, and attempted to live on as before. Other Ehlnofey arrived on Nirn scattered amid the confused jumble of the shattered worlds, wandering and finding each other over the years. Eventually, the wandering Ehlnofey found the hidden land of Old Ehlnofey, and were amazed and joyful to find their kin living amid the splendor of ages past. The wandering Ehlnofey expected to be welcomed into the peaceful realm, but the Old Ehlnofey looked on them as degenerates, fallen from their former glory. For whatever reason, war broke out, and raged across the whole of Nirn. The Old Ehlnofey retained their ancient power and knowledge, but the Wanderers were more numerous, and toughened by their long struggle to survive on Nirn. This war reshaped the face of Nirn, sinking much of the land beneath new oceans, and leaving the lands as we know them (Tamriel, Akavir, Atmora, and Yokuda). The Old Ehlnofey realm, although ruined, became Tamriel. The remnants of the Wanderers were left divided on the other 3 continents."
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"Do you really think the girl you're chasing could be a useful asset, Brynjolf? I trust your judgment as much I trusted Gallus', but I don't want the guild resources to be wasted."
Brynjolf shook his hand. "The girl has potential which would waste outside the Guild. She came out of the Ratway unscratched, like a walk in a park."
Mercer Frey eyed him. "Anyone with as little as a dagger and basic combat moves could have gotten rid of the dwellers."
"She's a wolf in mouse clothing, Mercer," Sapphire commented from her corner, where she was sharpening a few daggers. "Or a sabertooth cat in rabbit clothing, if you will. I'd rather have her on our side if I don't have to deal with those morbid illusions she casts when she's pissed off," she replied grimly.
"Illusions?"
"We had Sapphire sneak into her room to see if she possessed something of value. A tourist in Riften doesn't come with empty pockets. We had to carry her out and let her recover from her trauma. Not to mention her door was booby-trapped." Brynjolf shrugged.
How has he missed that? Oh. It was one of those days he hasn't been around.
"You can trust me she'll get us gold. Sure, she's acting like a good Samaritan until now, but maybe that's a good thing. Who would suspect everybody's favorite? We need fresh blood."
Brynjolf had a point. While everyone in the Guild tried to act like nothing was wrong, the citizens already knew something was wrong. Their clients were delaying their payments for long enough already, and they didn't even care. Nobody took them seriously anymore. But Mercer has seen this woman around before. Everyone did. Who else other than the Golden Girl had such an obnoxious hair coloring? She's been seen smiling, speaking with a decent albeit a little stretched Norse, but otherwise, she's been cheerful and as careful with people as she was. Not hesitating to drop a coin to the beggar in the Marketplace, or just to engage in casual chatter with random citizens. And then they'd talk about the weather, about what was happening, interesting sights she wanted to check out or people she wanted to meet. She'd then listen to them rant about their problems, talk about their children and their family life. It was strange.
"I hope you know what are you doing, Brynjolf. You're stretching your neck too much out of your comfort zone. The moment she steps wrong, the moment she'll never step her foot in Riften; if she's lucky."
Brynjolf smirked lightly. "You won't regret it."
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"Over many years, the Ehlnofey of Tamriel became the Mer (Elves):
The Dwemer (the Deep Ones, sometimes called Dwarves)
The Chimer (the Changed Ones, who later became the Dunmer)
The Dunmer (the Dark or Cursed Ones, the Dark Elves)
The Bosmer (the Green or Forest Ones, the Wood Elves)
The Altmer (The Elder or High Ones, the High Elves).
On the other continents, the Wandering Ehlnofey became the Men: the Nords of Atmora, the Redguards of Yokuda, and the Tsaesci of Akavir.
The Hist were bystanders in the Ehlnofey war, but most of their realm was destroyed as the war passed over it. A small corner of it survived to become Black Marsh in Tamriel, but most of their realm was sunk beneath the sea."
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Sakura laid down in a carriage, as it started to move towards Markarth. She had coin to spare after all, and she'd help the carriage owners grow their businesses too. She could call it a win-win situation. She draped the coat she emerged from a scroll over the bench and laid down, staring at the night sky. She had yet to take in the sight, she never really got the chance. And it was beautiful.
Not even the jolts of the rocky paths could shake her out of the dazed, mesmerized state she was currently in. Masser's rule over the sky fabric was overwhelming...it was larger than the moon she was used to seeing. Much larger. And much more beautiful. She could see the lunar craters with her naked eye. And along with several clusters of stars...and maybe galaxies as well...she also spotted something weird...another moon. Another moon which was dancing around Masser...just like how it was dancing along the Earth. The second moon's name was Secunda, Sakura has read. But how has she missed it? She had the habit of stargazing before, how has she missed something as beautiful as Secunda?
But Sakura was too tired to contemplate, to ask herself about the mysterious second moon...because she had unconsciously muttered a good night, and fell asleep.
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"Eventually, Men returned to Tamriel. The Nords were the first, colonizing the northern coast of Tamriel before recorded history, led by the legendary Ysgramor. The thirteenth of his line, King Harald, was the first to appear in written history. And so the Mythic Era ended." - A Children's Anuad: The Annuad Paraphrased, Anonymous Author
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. If something was too rushed or stuff like that...announce me. Again. Please. You don't have to torture yourself by reading something unreadable, as long as you keep the beef out.
I also hope that adding the book content is somehow helpful to the people non-familiarized with Skyrim's lore. Like who's who, what is what, etc. I want the story to be as immersive as possible if you have something to add on please do so.
I'm thinking of including some mods quests as well. I recently installed a mod for more immersive NPCs, with a richer dialogue, more quests and stuff like that SO: When we are done with the main storyline, I will throw in a modded quest here and there. There's a khajit lady selling flowers in Mara's temple...she could try to adopt Chihiro xD
Speaking of Chihiro, do you like her? I'm thinking of Sakura to have a squad of about ten personal cat summons: Matatabi and Richie (obviously) for when shit gets real, one of their cubs (I need help with a name and a small profile), a lynx which could be used as a mount as well (or a cheetah) and a bunch more of cats to help her keep tabs on the Holds. Chihiro could be in charge of The Rift/Riften. A Norwegian Forest Cat could take care of Winterhold. Any other ideas? I need help.
I know Sakura's personality is a bit bittersweet. But it's a mix of real Sakura's compassion and selflessness, with the Dragonborn's usually helping nature. Like you'd help that old lady cross the streets because who knows what kind of artifact you could actually get because she's Mara disguised for example. Or you're just low on septims. And I kind of have to justify the sudden Dragonborn kindness. No matter how evil you are inside, you still gotta play the hero even if you quicksave and then you start murdering all the chickens in Skyrim.
Okay, so Sakura's Stats then.
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Sakura's Balance: 2613 septims.
Sakura's Inventory: Summoning scroll, several storage scrolls, Boethiah's Proving, Sakura's Journal, Quill, Inkwell, Walking the World, Volume XI: Solitude, Lockpicks (8), Cats of Skyrim, The Exodus, Aedra and Daedra, Enchanter's Primer, Black Soul Gem (1).
Sakura's Quest Log (Started): Discerning the Transmundane, Join the Stormcloaks, Book of Love.
Sakura's Quest Log (Completed): A Chance Arrangement, Drowned Sorrows
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She's getting a little rich. I actually mixed in the prices and meh. I think I've been a little generous while calculating her septims...but would you really want to read half a page of her doing random odd jobs instead of continuing with the storyline? I could. If you'd want that.
The scene between Klimmek and Fastred was really cheesy and sweet to write. Like...like. Skyrim's dialogue is really naked and stripped of feelings, so I had to try to add them myself. I hope they haven't turned out too cringy.
The Book of Love will be divided in more chapters...I think one or two chapters will follow after this, and then we can start the Thieves Guild for good. Brynjolf is a potential romantic partner. If you have any suggestions...feel free to tell me and I'll check them out.
I think this should be it. I really have to go get some rest...I got sick too, ya know? And my last year of high school started too...and my back already hurts. It's not that bad...I just want to justify myself for the lack of updates lately.
I should also get back to update the parent story...but I'm literally blank. I know what I'm supposed to write...but I'm blank. Blank as hell. This' been going better because I've played the game for several hours a day..I gotta get rid of the images and the story ideas somehow. Lemme dry this out first. Afterward, I will be able to update the other too.
Okay, I'm done now. Done for good. Well...sleep well, dream with nice stuff..or have an awesome day if it's daytime for you.
Alex Signed Out!