❛ SWEET MOTHER, SWEET MOTHER
SEND YOUR CHILD UNTO ME, FOR
THE SINS OF THE UNWORTHY MUST
BE BAPTISED IN BLOOD AND FEAR ❜
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i was abruptly scraped back into the world of the living by none other than my dearest chum onmund, who was shaking me excitedly on my bed.
'quickly, get ready! the college is going on an all-night trip to the cave!' he beamed at me through the half-darkness as i groaned audibly. it was very unlike the college to arrange trips such as this. i wondered who had thought up such a brilliant plan; it was probably tolfdir, in a miserable attempt to get the apprentices more educated and active, or some other bollox like that.
reluctantly, i crawled out from under my blankets and shooed onmund away so i could get dressed. for some odd reason, i had decided to throw my college robes into the far corner of my chamber the night before - leaving them crumpled and rather dusty when i dug them out from behind the chair. gathering some items that i thought would be at least slightly useful, i swung my knapsack over my shoulder and headed towards the doors out into the chilling, morning air.
i ventured out into the main courtyard, and thankfully everyone seemed to be wearing similar clothes to me. i had worried that my usual robes were too thin, but even mirabelle hadn't felt the need to wear layer upon layer of furs. unlike ancano, the other members of the college looked rather, well, plain in their grey garb. the high elf stuck out like a sore, self-entitled thumb.
'today,' savos announced, stepping away from the fountain, 'the college will be going on a field trip into a cave for the night in order for you to experience using your skills in real-life scenarios, should we encounter any foes on our exhibition.' the elf spoke dryly, seemingly not very appreciative of the last-minute trip either.
In the murmuring crowd I spotted a particular figure, illuminated by the warm glow of the morning sun. Ancano. No matter how hard I tried to ignore that elf he would always appear. Typical Thalmor, always being exactly where you don't want them to be. But the High Elf soon caught on that I was staring at him, and threw a scowl in my direction.
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Around a couple of hours later, the crowd had made it to the designated cave (which I still didn't know the name of). Everyone was cold, tired and hungry so we all soon made our way through the rigid and entrance and into the cave.
Great. I could smell them as soon as I came in. Skeevers. I hadn't been very fond of them since I was very little. Every inch of them I hated: their dry tails, rotten teeth, greasy fur... I shuddered - earning stares from the other members of the College.
