the prideful colors of the evil sun fill the air as i flee
and to think that this was happening to me-
all because i was here mistakenly.
the heat
the stink
and even the dragon above
did not prepare me for what is about to come
to think I was shipped on a cart like an animal, with a man accused of treason.
and now im running under the earth- ignoring the fact im freezing
i run
i pant
and i kill
im beginning to like the thrill
of seeing the blood spill from those who wanted to have me killed.
came to Skyrim to start a life anew
and instead becoming the vary thing that made my life askew
i wonder if the gods above knew
that even in my mortal form
I am the dragonborn.
YOU ARE READING
SKYRIM ONESHOTS AND IMAGINES
Fanfictionskyrim is a hyperfixation of mine and I've also gotten back into writing so here you go!! *note* not all will be 100% accurate to the game. I also don't own the game nor the characters! I will warn when there are sensitive topics being talked about...
