Cloaked in Storm

Cloaked in Storm

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"You seem awfully melancholy, ma'am. May I ask what's ailing you?" He is sincere in his words, but I know he's just asking to be polite. "Aye, the better question is what isn't troubling me," I mutter gloomily. Before the kind Bosmer can respond, his rude Nordic friend interrupts. "You look like you just crawled out of a cemetery. Are you sure you aren't one of those draugr come back to life?" He laughs and claps the Bosmer on the back heartily. A humorless smile plays on my lips, "Don't worry, friend." I put extra venom into the word 'friend.' "I've been dead far too long to come back to life." ••• Winter Iron-heart is a Stormcloak soldier with a heavy weight on her shoulders. She carries the burdens of guilt, sorrow, and regret. After helping the Stormcloaks to victory, she should be happy. Relieved. Joyous, even. But Winter can't forgive Ulfric, her fellow soldiers, or herself. Herself especially.
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