Chapter 12: Poet

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Today it rained in the all so dry land of Skyrim. It's been a few weeks, but finally someone has come to me with another book. I hesitated to read it, thinking of the note that was left on Yehuda's body. I opened the book, all the power leaving me. Once the light faded I saw the red head dancing in the rain, in the rebuild town of Windhelm, I knew that's where I needed to go.

I arrived in Windhelm and the whole city was alive and free. I found the red head and started up a conversation.

"Hey." I said nervously.

"Hi!" She said happily as can be.

"What's your name I'm Tamera." I asked her.

"I'm poet." She told me.

"Can we talk somewhere private?" I asked looking around the crowded street.

"Sure lets go inside." She said as she headed towards the door.

Once we were in her forge it told her about the visions I've been having after I opened a book. I looked into her eye and saw the fear in them.

"You too." She said.

"And i kept seeing visions with you in it, so I'm thinking your meant to come along with me." I told her.

"Ok." She hesitated.

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