This city of old,
Has the greatest history of all.
Historic, Proud, Archaic.

The wars faught,
Between demons and angels.
Began here.
In heavens tear.

A city in the sky,
With a pictorial glow.
Has ancient words.
For a warrior to hear.

This city is old,
In ruin.

One can only hope,
There's nothing living.

Can't I just keep pretending
Like you are only *sleeping?

I meander about the countryside,
Coming upon a fishing city.
They call it Riften,
Home of the thieves.

The guard that stopped me,
Persuaded with a shakedown.
I didn't believe him,
And persuaded back with venom.

The gates opened,
Before thy words.
Revealing a peaceful city,
With many souls.

I roam the marketplace,
Searching for supplies.
Before I make my journey.
To Ivarstead.

A man of charm and price,
Spoke with me.
He sought a job to be done.
He asked me?

Break the law!?
Seriously?
He nodded quietly.

I sigh,
Agreeing to do as he asked.
My friend faendal has taught me well
Of thievery.

This dark elf,
A Argonian lizard.
I took the ring to deliver.

Brynjolf spoke of snow elves,
And an elixir.

As I put the ring,
Into Brand-Shei's pocket.
Escaping the shadows.

The task was done,
And he asked me.
To join the Thieves Guild.

I was born Of  a broken family.
Surviving on the skills,
You taught me.

Now I stand in the valley.
Beside the red stream.
Awaiting the arrival.
Of the Dov.

My daggers twirl in my hands,
As I dance with zeal.
Brave but reckless.
Because of youth.

I await thy path,
I must pursue.

The journey ahead,
Will be new.

I am Imperial,
Daughter of the wolves.
My home was Solitude.
Skyrims Capital hold.

I travel this weary path,
Adventuring beyond death.
I doth not fear you,
Dragon of hearthfire.

May my path pay,
The debts of my partners.

They deserve better,
Than the blasted Jarl.

Trust thy soul,
Remember the hole.

Draw thy sword,
Look upon thy Foreshadowing,
Tragic demise.

Duel me ghoul of zeal.
Thou shalt despise.
Thy reel.

Relinquish dark arts,
Pursue my soul...
I will destroy those around you,
Leaving you alone.

Now draw thy sword,
You blasphemic necromancer.
You will perish.
Within the fire.

When I think of you.
I imagine us forgiving each other.
For the past arguments, the fights.

It fathoms me with desire.
To speak one word..
Just one sweet word,
For you to see that I forgive you..

My heart breaks when I don't hear,
See or feel you near..

When I meander about,
Lost and afraid.
I think of you.

My friend,
You are far away..
I wish you were near.
Please live..
Your life fully..

Farewell...

My mind is swirling
These thoughts aren't mine
Where did they come from
When did I cross this line

Aloneness rattles
Like an old rusty cage
When did I lose everything
Who turned that page

Life like a book
Is full of new chapters
Some full of sadness
Some full of laughter

This new chapter open
The old chapter closed
I'm lost in this moment
The clock hands have froze

I'm in control
Of my own destiny
The anchor chains broken
Going forward through the sea.