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  • Protecting Home - Chapter Two: Mortal Disgrace

         The Dragonborn found himself ambling along the trail towards Riverwood.      ‘Amble’ perhaps was a litotes unagreeable towards the situation. His gait was more of a heavy canter, one armor-clad boot tromping in front of the other, the snow groaning against the abusive behavior of one fiercely i...
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  • Protecting Home - Chapter One: Jagged Crown

               The great metal doors gave a shuddering groan as they swung open, clattering onto the stone walls and allowing the harsh wintry weather to rush inside the building. A strong breeze swept across the hall, sending papers scattering across the room and books falling to the ground. Servants y...
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  • Protecting Home - Prologue

         “Ata*, we don’t want you to leave.”      The Altmer smiled unhappily, bending down to his knees to stare at his twins at eye-level. His bright eyes shimmered with sadness and an unspoken agony, but his lips curved into a soft smirk. He placed his hands on either of the boys' shoulders, squeezin...
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  • Gone From Home - Epilogue

    "You are home." It was as if an ancient enchantment had been broken, or a dam had shattered to allow excitement, relief, and elation to wash over the boy. Heart fluttering against his chest, Ulfric turned to gaze upon what Mithllon motioned to, and felt his stomach fly to his throat eagerly. They st...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 12: Home

    When Mithllon had heard the sharp ring of a sword gliding from its sheathe, Mithllon knew he had been found. Perhaps, in a small part of his consciousness, he understood that Ulfric's parents were obviously searching for their lost child in the tundra of Skyrim. Perhaps he deduced that they would wo...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 11: Confrontation

    The hounds howled fiercely in the Skyrim air as they sprinted through the thick sheets of snow, sending clouds of ice billowing in their wake as their shouts echoed into the expanse of the forest. Their barks were dwarfed by the thundering boom of twenty galloping horses trailing from behind, their ...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 10: Ancient Magic

    The voice was deep and raspy, and yet it thundered across the cave, a terrible rumble shaking the very foundations of the stone. The volume boomed against the rock, bouncing into Ulfric's eardrums, and he hastily covered his ears with his palms, grimacing at the intensity. The words were spoken in a...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 9: Crushing Fears and Murky Caves

    It took all of Ulfric's willpower to keep from whimpering in his captor's grip. The earth seemed to close around him, shutting away the sky and fresh wind, leaving only murky, thick stenches and stiff air. Ulfric felt as if he was suffocating under the ground and his captor's tight clasp did nothing...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 8: Disturbing Alliance

    The heavy thrum of mighty hooves boomed across the forest like the beating of a war drum. The ground was disrupted with great billows of snow as the massive horse drove on, baring its load with great heaves of breath. The wintry Skyrim air rushed over the two beings, mist materializing over their l...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 7: Pursuit

    "My jarl!"         The boom of the great iron doors opening resounded across the hall, echoing through the stone walls. They collided into the walls with a great shutter, and a lone soldier suddenly tore in, stumbling over his feet. Jarl Haren stood crouched over the massive oak table with the map o...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 6: Blood and Fury

         "Mithllon!"         Ulfric screamed out, his voice echoing through the trees as the tears fell freely down his cheeks. His captors held his arms firmly as he struggled, slowly forming bruises from where the hooded men's hands gripped so hard. He sobbed as the forest moved by him, taking him far...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 5: Parents

    "He wasn't found anywhere near Whiterun, my jarl. And we have searched a large portion of Winterhold without a trace."         Haren grunted in acknowledgement, his dark eyes scanning over the yellowing map he crouched over, a massive calloused hand stroking his thick blonde beard. He rumbled deeply...
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  • Gone From Home - Chapter 4: Homesick

     The night was cold and dark, clouds hovering beneath the stars and expelling their load of snow onto Skyrim below. The wind howled gently, brushing against the trees and rustling the leaves, painted in orange by the fireplace's glow. The crackling of wood devoured by the flames echoed into the nigh...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 3: Bear

     It was Ulfric's third day with Mithllon, and the Nord had learned more of Summerset Isles than he had ever dreamt of. The Altmer filled their seemingly tiresome and uneventful journey with fascinating tales of magical battles, epic adventures lasting over decades, and incredible stories of his ance...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 2: The Nord and Elf

     "Ulfric."         The whisper was soft and soothing, the tone as smooth as liquid. Slowly it pulled at the boy's consciousness out from the realms of sleep. But the Nord threw an anchor into the warm chasm of slumber as he pulled himself deeper into the warmth of his blankets. He was not yet ready ...
  • Gone From Home - Chapter 1: Magic

     "Here we stand at a three-day's ride from Windhelm. To reach your home swiftly, we could ride Drastíll across the Eastmarch throughout day and night. However," Mithllon indicated at Ulfric's bound leg, "I am wary of your injury. You will need to rest and recover. We will camp at night, delaying our...
  • Prologue: The Meeting

    "Oh."         It seemed like such an inappropriate yet evident reaction to such a situation. The Nord child sat there, face wet and hot from crying and screaming, his foot lodged beneath the tree's root, which clasped tightly and stably around the child's leg. His clothes were in tatters, filthy and...
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