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The Rift layed hazy before him and the landscape seemed just as dim as his mind. Where would he go? The note said "meet me in Riften", but the corrupted city only dwelled strangers. His brother was no where to be found and this search for him - this quest - more and more turned into an everlasting wandering. His pilgrimage towards High Hrothgar would continue, yet he felt so lost...
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Excellent shot
Yeah, those skies are frightening and grand at the same time for lonesome wanderers...