Alduins wings, they did darken the sky. His roar furys fire, and his scale sharpened scythes. Men ran and they cowered, and they fought, and they died. They burned and they bled, as they issued their cries. Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin, Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal. Ahrk fin norak paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan, Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal. We need saviours to free us from Alduins rage. Heroes on the field of this new war to wage. And if Alduin wins, man is gone from this world. Lost in the shadow of the black wings unfurled. But then came the tongues on that terrible day. Stedfast as winter, they enter the fray. And all heard the music of Alduins doom. The sweet song of Skyrim, sky shattering Thuum. And so the tongues freed us from Alduins rage. Gave the gift of the voice, ushered in a new age. And if Alduins eternal, then eternitys done. For his story is over, and the dragons are gone. And so the tongues freed us from Alduins rage. Gave the gift of the voice, ushered in a new age. And if Alduins eternal, then eternitys done. For this story is over, and the dragons are gone.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 18:29:20 +0000
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