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Sep 2014
This land.
It's strange to me.
It's cold like Solstheim.

My mother wouldn't tolerate this!
The breeze danced,
Bringing an icy feel.
To skin so pale.

Hailed to be a Nord,
With Ancient blood of Talos.
With Ysgramor's spirit.
In war.

I must find my way back home,
To the Ashlands.
First,
I will adventure here.

A journey holds the key,
To experience.

I am Jaedin,
Daughter of Alaken,
And Calina.
My village is of the Skaal.

A great evil has come,
It has set over this place...
They say dragons have returned,
What might be in store,
For a young Nord?

Exiting my ship,
I say Hello and Hail,
To Skyrim.
Dark Jewel
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Dark Jewel  20/F/Greenville, SC
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