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Prologue 1: The Burden hardest To Bear
The Lone Dragon of the Wastes Prologue 1: The Burden Hardest To Bear Date: October 10th, 228 9AD, 19:03. I stand on the precipice now. Despite all the powers, weapons and technology I acquired, I don’t think I’ll be leaving this battlefield with my life. Even now as I look over the base from this cliff, I ask myself - “How did it come to this?” The enemy we face tonight is far more dangerous than any I’ve ever fought, and I’ve fought plenty. Both here, and that other place. Nirn. Where I learned about being more than a child chasing his father through the wasteland. A lifetime ago now… Back then, I
To Silence I Call
I do implore you, gods of old Shine some light on my way It is dark here and very cold For your wisdom I pray To go or stay To leave dismay? To stay or go To halt or flow? "A little girl In such a whirl? Shall we now look What her so shook?" I paint my world in sad, strong lines Exactly how I feel I do wish I could read the signs You surely have shown me This way or that Will I fall flat? That way or this I'll step amiss? "A small, lost soul On a dark stroll What can we say To ease her pain?" I have only come before you With nowhere else to turn Tell me all the things that are true How long before I burn? "What of this one What has life spun? Do we tell her What's to occur?" I do implore you, gods long lost Grant me this one last will I see your eyes covered by frost Guess they were always still