The Girl with the Voice - Arngeir by massivelyattacked, literature
Literature
The Girl with the Voice - Arngeir
He felt it every time a dragon was felled. The feeling could not be explained, but it was like loss and celebration all at once.
But this day was different.
This day, the same feeling came and went. And seconds later another feeling arrived. A feeling that he'd not felt in too long.
Arngeir looked to his brethren. So they had all felt it
They communed in the centre hall of High Hrothgar did not exchange words. Merely glances. The Greybeards moved to exit their monastery to send out their request to the world.
As they stood near the peak of the Throat of the World, they faced outward. Towards the four corners o
The Girl with the Voice - Onmund by massivelyattacked, literature
Literature
The Girl with the Voice - Onmund
By the nine seven thousand steps
No one lied when they described the journey to High Hrothgar. Onmund wasn't quite sure how he had gotten himself involved in this journey. But he suspected that she'd have gone alone had he not accompanied her.
Curse this hard-headed Breton!
Marieka had found herself in trouble no matter where she turned. But he'd have followed her to the ends of the nine holds and beyond. When they'd first met at the College of Winterhold, she took an almost abnormal interest in her fellow apprentices, including Onmund. He'd not met many Bretons in his travels. She certainly was his complete opposite in so many
To Have You at My Side by CelticWolfwalker, journal
To Have You at My Side
"I know we don't agree on some things, and we argue horribly at times."
"That is an understatement." Mira snorted softly.
Ulfric leaned down and nuzzled into her hair, a hand reaching behind her neck and fingers snaking through her hair to caress at her scalp. She leaned back into the caress and nuzzle, her eyes closing to feel the jarl's warmth against her back. "You can't know how much this is taking out of me to confess this and even ask." His voice rumbled into her face.
"The best policy is to be forthcoming, with no hesitating, Ric."
"I have hesitated so many times with you, Mir, and lost so much time."
"You were fighting a war."
"
Frerard Face Down 11 xoxo by MCRmylifesupport, literature
Literature
Frerard Face Down 11 xoxo
Gerard's walls were red. A low ceiling let the lampshade brush the top of his head as he swept across to his desk. A few lopsided posters hung off various surfaces and many, many drawings and sketches covered the rest. A huge corkboard caught Frank's attention first.
At first he merely looked, taking in the countless drawings of the same face until he actually began to register it. He then stepped forward, a frown gracing his soft features.
"I hope you don't mind. I couldn't remember the exact shade."
Frank looked up at Gerard, mouth gaping, eyes oddly bright.
"You've never seen them." He whispered in reply, blinking fiercely as Gerard lo
Frerard Face Down 9 xoxo by MCRmylifesupport, literature
Literature
Frerard Face Down 9 xoxo
Frank's gaze had become glassy as his legs kicked childishly beneath the table. Gerard had marvelled at the fact his feet didn't actually touch the floor when they had first sat down. It had at first bothered Frank, but now he secretly revelled in it, glad that his companion found it cute. It made him blush.
Looking up, he saw Gerard hunched over outside, a hand pressing his cell-phone to his ear as he avoided a small gaggle of customers nudging past him to get inside. In a moment of quick spontaneity Frank darted out to join him.
He was just about to pinch the other around his waist to make his presence known when something in the conversa