Eyes on the Future: 20. Reminders

The silence in the small room was tense and loaded as Kodlak took place in his chair. Aela and Vilkas leant against the desk, close to each other, shoulders touching, arms crossed. They built a front against us, or they searched each other’s closeness. I didn’t know. But both radiated nervousness and worry. It spread…

Eyes on the Future: 19. Going Home

Tiny needles were piercing my cheek, faint chinks skittering through my skull. The skin was wet. There was no pain, only a small fleck of awareness. I was so tired. Too tired to bother about the numbness. The snow beneath me was ancient and harsh, cooling the heat on my face. The crystals tickled when…

Eyes on the Future: 17. Odahviing

It was deep in the night, and yet Whiterun was beautiful and alive. I heard the firm steps of the guards, someone running down the steps from Dragonsreach and a drunkard staggering away from the inn. I heard children cry and a mother singing a lullaby, snoring and yelling and laughing, the guttural moans of…

Eyes on the Future: 12. Alduin’s Bane

Relief surged through me as we stood in the door and watched after the man walking towards the market place. He didn’t look back, and I relaxed into Farkas’ arms that were slung around my waist. His brother was finally on his way to Jorrvaskr. Vilkas had been taciturn about his conversation with Kodlak, but…

Eyes on the Future: 11. Home Again

“What was that for?” Farkas stood at the foot of the stairs after Vilkas and Njada had left, his face creased into a startled, confused frown. I didn’t know myself. When Vilkas came down the stairs, armoured, freshly painted, sword and bow strapped to his back and his face set in determination, I couldn’t help…

Eyes on the Enemy: 23. A Proposal

“Wait, Qhouri. I gotta show you something.” Aela grabbed my arm and held me back when I turned straight for the dorm. I gave her a scornful look. The journey from Rorikstead had been horrible. I was covered in a grimy, reeking layer of sweat and dust from the road, my barely healed wounds throbbed…

Eyes on the Enemy: 22. Adjustments

The god’s laughter resounds through my skull. I jerk back with a whimper. I want you to serve me. We’re closer than others. Closer than friends, siblings, even lovers. He tries to hide, from you and from me. We’re equal. All of us. I want you to join my pack. You will join this bond.…