Sheogorath-MadGod

"What is the music of life? Silence, my Brother." "What is life's greatest illusion? Innocense, Brother." Ah how true Who ever knew I could not say It a better way I see the fight In the shadows of night But you cannot For you never thought About what lies Behind your eyes What spirit hones Inside your bones Or is it just a hole You call your soul Alas I've not one to find In my heart nor in my mind The only trace in all the land Is the horrendous dark black hand Under its shadow a world grows Two sided realm which nobody knows First Mania for the joyful insane Second Dementia for the lame The ground shivers as if cold Surrounded in a sea o

Fredas, 18th of Morning Star, 4E 202   The morning wind was brutal, pushing the stampede of snow into the back Pelagius' fur-laced head. The sun's light felt even colder on his soul of maddening darkness. Bracing the reigns of Shadowmere's bridle, the horse-back Khajiit plundered on, with Cicero, humming merrily, trotting alongside him. It was off to Snow Viel Sanctum, to join up with Mercer Frey.   As they downed the hill, the sanctum came into sight. Clicking his heels lightly to Shadowmere's sides, they quickly advanced to their destination. "About time!" Mercer called in his gruff and hasty voice as Pelagius dismounted nearby. The Khaj