Eyes on the Future: 13. Lost

He is gone. They’re both gone. No move, no sound, no breath is left. A small trickle of red runs from the corner of his mouth down his chin and vanishes behind his ear, the snow beneath him molten from the blood that has washed the life from his body. Just his eyes are still…

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 Future: 10. A Job Well Done

Once more we had to make camp, the last time until we’d reach the mysterious tower. But when I told Vilkas to go to sleep and that I’d take the first watch, he shook his head. “Gonna keep you company for a while.” I didn’t want his company. I wanted this night to be over,…

Eyes on the Future: 7. Arrival

Three pairs of siblings, two of them twins, all of them related by blood. Moorside Inn was a turmoil of laughter and chatter and greetings when I entered, the bunch of people clumping up at the bar not even noticing that the door opened. Less than an hour ago we had entered Morthal in stonen…

Eyes on the Future: 6. Talsgar’s Tale

Our parting from Skyhaven was awkward and curt. Esbern didn’t even show up, and Delphine only clasped my wrist and wished me luck. I hadn’t told her in detail what the next stages of my hunt after Alduin were, and she felt obviously left out. She didn’t like it either that she didn’t know what…

Eyes on the Future: 5. Impact

Farkas looked as if he wanted to scream as he kicked the door shut, frustration and fury struggling in his expression. I sat down at the edge of the bed and started to unbuckle my armour. He spun around. “Why, Qhouri? Why can’t he just… stop being an ass?” The question was so absurd, and…