journal of Anne Little-Bear ch1

• Posted by Skooma addict September 25, 2014 - 765 views

  18th of Last Seed 4E, 201

   

  Gerdur gave me this old ruined book and allowed me to use their ink as well, she said that if I write things down like this, that it would help me get though it all. I used to keep a journal when I was younger, my mother told me it was good practice, I remember I used to write silly things, what I had to eat that day, what the dog was doing, things like that, but now, I am finding it hard to even think with everything that has happened

  right now I am in a small village called Riverwood, in the Province of Skyrim. I am quite lucky to be alive I truly think, twice now I have been at the brink of death, so close I could smell it, and both times I was spared, I truly believe that Mara has something to do with this, she truly is watching out for me.

  but then again, maybe it's because I have a reason to live, I have wrongs that need to be dealt with, or maybe it has something to do with that great black horror that turned an entire town to ash in mere minutes.

  I felt something when I was close to that beast, almost like I knew him, that feeling was quite strong in my heart and soul, and is still there now as I write this. I have to find out more about this, but I have other things that need to be attended to first.

  I promised Gerdur I would speak to the Jarl of Whiterun, tell him that her town is in danger, and if that horrid thing comes back, she is very right. though she did suggest that I stay in town for a few days before I go, she feels that then imperials might be looking for me right now.

  if  it wasn't for the feeling of being needed here, I would not care if I was caught and executed. the bastards elves took everything  from me. gods I can still hear my sister's screams of pain, I can smell the smoke from my burning house. and I can still see the smug look on that high elves' face as he killed her.

  make no mistake, once I have delivered the news to the Jarl, I plan to pay them back, they will know my name, and they will feel my undying wrath.

  but that will have to weight, for I have promises to keep.