"Tell me how should I bend when all I know is to break. Did it have to lie? I know you tried. You took what they gave, expecting time to heal you. But it came so soon... It was a 3:11 on a Tuesday afternoon." --Your Beautiful Ending, One Less Reason
WBE: 334
WAE: 379
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((9th of Sun's Height, 4E 205, 1:36 a.m.))
((BRYNJOLFPOV))
I opened my eyes, at first confused to see a wooden ceiling instead of a starry sky. "Where in Oblivion--"
Oh. Breezehome. I sat up, and though the bed was far more comfortable than a bedroll, I felt like I'd gotten no sleep whatsoever. I stood up and checked the main bedroom. Karliah still slept soundly, and I wondered briefly where the lass was before my mind righted itself.
Right, in Jorrvaskr. I vaguely remembered trying to rob the place a couple years ago, just a few months before the lass came to Riften. I'd been stopped by a Nord female who threatened to cut my hands off. After that, I'd carved the "Danger" Shadowmark on the post.
Now that I think about it, I'm fairly sure that Nord woman had blue eyes... and red hair...
How long had it been since the lass had gone into the dangerous nightmare with Nocturnal? At least a week, likely more. "At least a week. At least... a week..." It clicked. "Dammit, lass!" I hissed, sprinting for the door. "You should've listened to me! If you're dead by the time I get there, I'll travel to the afterlife and kill you again!"
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((9th of Sun's Height, 4E 205, 1:58 a.m.))
I threw open the doors to Jorrvaskr, thankful that nobody was awake. I checked the nearest room. Only a Dunmer male rested inside, the other bed vacant.
I ran down the stairs and across the hall. Each bed had a different member, and luckily, I didn't wake any of them. Unfortunately, the lass seemed to be absent. Panic rose in my throat, and I was seconds away from resorting to shouting out her name. Just as I opened my mouth to make good on my mental plan, I heard a familiar voice and followed the sound. I knew that tone.
The lass was speaking.
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