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Seeing a New Way Ch 1a/?

Date: 2013-02-16 07:32 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Helgen

The cart bumbed along, the sound of rocks being moved, crushed beneath the wooden wheels. Mikhail sat still, listening to the sounds around him.

Off to his right was a large man, with an aura of a leader, across from him was another burly man, but what confounded him was what sat kitty-corner from him. That man smelled of sweat, fear, desperation, yet no one else in the cart had the lingering scent of fear covering them.

He wished he could see who was riding with, but that was not to be. Since he could remember he had no sight. When he was young and his parents were still alive they had told him of a sickness he had as a babe that stole his sight.

At the age of five, once he was out of the toddling years he parents forced him to use his other senses to get by. He may not see as other, but his other senses did the seeing for him. He knew the one who sat beside him was from money, the rich fur that brushed against his skin, the smell of spice and the lack of overbearing stench of sweat told him that. The man across from him, was spoke to fill the silence, but by his voice he knew that man was more soldier than anything else.

He was pretty sure he made it across the boarder and was now in Skyrim, the change in scent from the trees and air told him as much. Plus there was the cold that bit at his skin, cooling his warm breath with each exhale.

He glanced up automatically when they passed beneath something. He was betting a gate of sometime. The shadow that had fell across his face said as much.

He listened to the man across from him as he spoke. They were now in a town called Helgen, he could feel anger, confsion, and satifaction on the air. He could tell that some of this village supported what was going on while others didn't.

He wondered if the man across from him was right, they were being sent to their deaths. He hoped not, but he wouldn't be surprised.

He smirked as the fear escelated, answering his question, they were heading to their death. He heard a bow string become taunt, listen to the string being let go, and the arrow whistle through the air. No soon he heard the thud of body, the man who has reaked of desperation was dead. He could smell the blood on the air and it made him leery also.

Names were called, he could hear the uncertainty in the man's voice. He was now possitive he was in Skyrim, the names he had heard so far were nord origin.

He hesitated when the name caller hesitated, his voice pausing, fear, remorse, and finally acceptance, when he spoke one name - Ralof. He didn't need to be told they knew each other, he didn't need to be told they had been friends, good ones. He ached for the man, but there was nothing for it.

"Who are you?" He knew he was being spoken to, but he was surprised by the confusion in his voice.

"Mikhail," The answer was short, it didn't matter what I said in the end, it wouldn't change anything. I would be heading to the block too.

"Captain, his name is not on the list," The man said.

I raised a brow in surprise when I heard his worry and confusion.

"It don't matter he goes to the block too," The captain growled, her voice was firm, cold, devoided of all emotions. He could detect a trace of hate in those words. He shook his head, that this woman would be put in charge. It seemed as if she had it out for everyone.

"Looks like you picked the wrong time to come home," the man who had been reading off the list stated. Mikhail could hear that he was trying to keep his voice normal, but he hadn't succeeded. There was regret, compassion, and anger in his voice. He hadn't like giving the order.

Coming to this new place was filled with surprises, so many emotions that these people tried to hide.

He walked over to the others, the shuffling made it easy to find them. He stopped when he felt warmth of a body nearby and waited his turn.





Re: Seeing a New Way Ch 1a/?

Date: 2013-02-16 08:06 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
He was in the castle, still he could hear the roar of the dragon. It reverberated off the walls, making the floor tremble and his companion tremble in fear. A normal person wouldn't have notice, but he was atuned with everything around him and he could feel it.

He followed Hadvar closely, the same man that had read off the list and held so much emotion in his voice. He didn't need to be touching the nord, he was large enough that following his sound was easy.

He suprised the other nord by showing him he could fight. He knew it wasn't expected from a blind person, and it wasn't easy either.

He entered a cave, but it felt wrong, the sounds were wrong and the smell of them were off. There was something here, something different. He listened closely and heard many steps... Spiders?? He wasn't sure, but that was his guess. He moved slowly, making sure of his footing. Hadvar was just as slow, not really wanting to go into the den.

He took the last step and raised his sword. He could feel it near, so close. He slashed, the sword biting deep, but there was more. One to his left, spraying him with venom, another taking the spot o the one he just kill and two behind them. He hacked and slashed, going for where he heard sounds, where their scent was the strongest. He hope he hit them, but with each slash he was never a hundred percent sure if his aim was true.

He heard another thud, with a hiss and knew another had died. Pride filled him that he was able to kill another without dying himself.

He stopped slashing when the cave filled with stillness. The other than Hadvar tucking his bow onto his back. They had survived one but many counters. He was surprised that he lasted this long and his companion hadn't bailed on him yet. It wouldn't surprise him one bit.

They walked further, the scent of cold fresh air getting thicker, they were so close to the end. He could feel the change in tempature, the way the air shifted and the strong scent of trees, but that was distant.

"We're close, there is an exit nearby," he told Hadvar.

"How do you know this?" Hadvar asked.

"I can smell it. Take lead and I'll follow," Mikhail stated, as he and felt the man walk by him.

It was a routine for them now, he didn't have to tell him to take lead, but he had anyways just to make sure. He really didn't want to be walking into stop walls of the cave, or stepping on deep cracks that could twist his legs.

"There is a bear up ahead," Hadvor said.

"Mikhail rolled his eyes, the man didn't need to tell him, he could smell it from here. The low rumbling growl was a dead give away too. He could tell by the sound the bear hadn't seem them yet. He hoped the man didn't do anything to startle the bear.

"Grab onto my belt, we're going to sneak," Hadvar ordered.

Mikhail was surprised, but didn't argue. Quickly and quietly as possible he grabbed on to the back of Hadvar's armor and moved slowly in a crounch. Sand and rock shifted beneath each step, but not loud enough to warn the bear. The smell was becoming stronger and he knew they were very close to the bear. His heart raced against his chest, his nervousness and fear escalated.

They were past the bear and freedom was so close. The outdoors was so near he could taste it now. The sweet taste of fresh air and woods. He followed close, wishing the man would hurry.

He took one step, and then another and he was outside. The hold air rushed over him, filling his lungs, the scent of trees and dirt filled his senses, but the roar of that damn dragon froze him on the spot. He automatically ducked to a crouch and prayed the dragon didn't see him. He wished he could see what the monstrosity looked like, but his imagination was already doing a good job on giving him a picture.

He was finally free from his bonds and now he could learn this land and its people. His adventures were just starting and he couldn't wait to learn more.

Hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter. More to come over time. Let me know what you think.

Re: Seeing a New Way Ch 1a/?

Date: 2013-06-23 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Not OP, but this was great A!Anon. The descriptions of what he saw in his own way gave a picture for me to see in turn. Is it strange that I pictured this more in a black and white setting then in color? Wonder if I can turn my game into Sepia or old movie colors...

Re: Seeing a New Way Ch 1a/?

Date: 2013-06-24 12:05 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Thank you so much for you awesome words. I had given up on this story since no one seemed interested.

Re: Seeing a New Way Ch 1a/? OP

Date: 2013-06-29 06:34 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Why am I seeing this now oh my god.

This is awesome. I hope you continue this soon! I'm sitting here all excited.

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