Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191118230539/@comment-24510587-20191124202901

From the east side of the road, suddenly, a gorgeous soprano voice could be heard, singing a calm melody.

"I believe that there is light For the world is dark tonight Storms are raging, like a dog they bite And it feels like winter But I believe, the winter That you can show us what they've learned Your generation will crumble and burn 'Cause this is winter So I need the light Oh I need the light I need the sun to rise and let my heart ignite I need the light to come into my life We can make it through the night Holding on, hold on, so tight Take my hand till the morning light We'll make it through winter"

The knight jerked around to look who was singing this song, and saw an Altmer emerge from the woods. The Covenant recognised her; it was Runaviel. Sword drawn, she strode forward, as the cloud of noxious gas rapidly dispersed. The knight reached for his own sword, but did not have the time to unsheath it, as Runaviel was upon him.

"'Cause I believe this storm will break Youth will triumph, yes, they'll make mistakes But I know they'll win, whatever it takes 'Cause this is winter 'Cause I need the light Oh I need the light I need the sun to rise and let my heart ignite I need the light to come into my life"

The knight's slack jaw fell into an angry scowl, as he seemingly lost his strength; he fell onto his knees, and only just had the chance to hoarsely exhale before Runaviel's blade drove up through his chin into his head.