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It *was* a beautiful dawn. She settled into a good rhythm and was soon on the way down Falkreath road. When the vista opened before her at the top of the hill, her breath caught in her throat.
Dibella and Lorkhan... What rugged beauty.
There: there were the tough, solid bones that made Skyrim such a wonder. Her dark, majestic forest from which came the calls of dozens of birds greeting the day. Somewhere close a fox ran, panting. The wolves howled from the peaks afar to her left. And the rain had become a drizzle that made her feel as if she were in her own little world.
The strong woman likes the feel of rain on her face, she thought only to smile at the customery retort:
Yeah but the smart woman has sense enough to stay out of the rain.
When she reached Falkreath she was singing softly to herself...
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Can I come along on this journey? ( question cames from Saskia)
Sweet comment as always!
SirV
Or perhaps I'm well and truly insane!
Thank you for the wonderful comment, as always!
SirV