I'm sure you'll notice the growing log of crappy, unfinished content that I have shoved onto the site as of...well, today. I came to this realization a few weeks ago, but relating to my unfinished games moreso than documents, and that was how many things I create yet never show to the world. Bad or not, I shouldn't leave content dormant and hidden when it could spark a better idea in someone else. This influx is partially to get some ideas out of my head, but it's also to hopefully help someone else bring about their own. So, I hope you enjoy these posts. Seeya :)
This is a lorebook within the Elder Scrolls universe that I wrote for a lorebook contest back in 2022. I hope you like it :) --- My mother and father fought often - one worked a mill, the other a kitchen. They never lied nor put their knuckles to use, but brutal honesty lays the truth harder than a fist ever could. Our trips west were marred by icy demeanors and frigid replies, colder than the Alik'r heat had any right to allow. Yet they never parted ways. Not when I was a seed, not when I was a sapling, not even after my trunk stopped growing and my limbs stopped reaching. I admired that. The dedication, the desire to see things through despite their misgivings. I didn't always understand it, but as the years wind down and my light dims further, I think I finally see it for what it was. Love, real love, isn't dictated by constant adoration and pandering, but by cooperation and understanding. Passion is spicy and short - home simmers long and sweet, rooting beneath the surf...
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