To Patriot Nords and Elven Kings

• Posted by Vulpes Umbrae September 30, 2014 - 1,180 views

  Why do you sink your blades into each other's hearts?

  My blade does not discriminate,

  and neither did theirs

  The daedra at the White tower, four armed, terrible, and bloodied

  never questioned your race, all were blood and gore, on that fateful day

  When the Mad God extended his invitation to Nirn he did not question

  if you were a true son of Skyrim

  And neither will the next one

  Stormcloak archers will pierce imperial hearts,

  and blood red skies will crack.

  The Legate will make another charge

  and laughter will be heard over thunderstorms

  But you will not be spared next time.

  Their will be no Hero of Kvatch, no Dragonborn

  just petty Elves and wicked Nords.

  Who will slowly degenerate,

  and serve profligate lords

  unify and prepare

  for the daedra crawl and whisper,

  and they are everywhere