In the dream, she faced herself in a mirror. She was both for the moment, feeling the thoughts that came to each reflection’s mind.

Her younger self, more open and less knowledgeable of the world, wasn’t sure who this hard-faced woman with the forbidding scar could be. Yet there was something oddly familiar about her…

She wonders about her cautious look, yet admires her, too. This is a stronger person than she could ever be, someone to be taken seriously.

For her part, the older girl in the mirror looks back at her past. ‘I remember when I was that young and innocent. I had no clue. I’ve learned so much… I looked like such a child.’

But she envies her innocence. Things she’s lost along the way.

Her eyes are less shadowed, and her heart lighter.

Life in skyrim is never easy, but there was much that had not yet happened for her.

Deanna woke feeling somewhat disquieted by the dream. Her hand went up to the scar on her face, touching it lightly and remembering the close call. 

It’s still dark out, but she can’t sleep. She slips an overdress over her chemise and a cloak over that.

The night air is chilly, but invigorating. She looked around whiterun quietly, then leaned on a tree in the yard, looking into the garden, dormant for winter, and let her mind wander.

She’d learned, in the last year and a half, why people thought skyrim cold, but it felt good right now. It felt real. So much changed with her, but this place still looked the same.

Strange

So very strange.

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

“Not particularly! I like pretty much everything” he gave his tail a little flick “I suppose my sister’s nature did not help manners…I am sure you knew her as a child yes? Surely you remember how….full of spirit she is.” he chuckled a bit. Alma was brash loud and violent…it was no wonder people were cautious.

“The few times I met her, she was a real sweetheart. Just wanted to cuddle and play. I wonder when she got to be like that?” Deanna rested a sympathetic hand on Elval’s arm without thinking.

He looked down a bit nervously, his ears lowering slightly “She doesn’t like to talk about her problems. At least not to me…she says that they were before me and it’s just between herself and mother. She says don’t worry” he glanced at Deanna “I worry”

Deanna moved a little and rubbed his back soothingly.

“I’m sorry, Elval. I can understand that. I just hope she realizes how much support she has.”

He gave her a gentle smile “I’m sure she does…I think that’s why she doesn’t want us to worry about it…she knows we will anyway and she wants us to think she’s okay.”

She patted him gently again, then moved to start the tea and some small tea cakes. 

“Still, it seems like it would help to talk to someone. At least a little. That’s a lot on her shoulders.” Knowing her birth father and all

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

“Not particularly! I like pretty much everything” he gave his tail a little flick “I suppose my sister’s nature did not help manners…I am sure you knew her as a child yes? Surely you remember how….full of spirit she is.” he chuckled a bit. Alma was brash loud and violent…it was no wonder people were cautious.

“The few times I met her, she was a real sweetheart. Just wanted to cuddle and play. I wonder when she got to be like that?” Deanna rested a sympathetic hand on Elval’s arm without thinking.

He looked down a bit nervously, his ears lowering slightly “She doesn’t like to talk about her problems. At least not to me…she says that they were before me and it’s just between herself and mother. She says don’t worry” he glanced at Deanna “I worry”

Deanna moved a little and rubbed his back soothingly.

“I’m sorry, Elval. I can understand that. I just hope she realizes how much support she has.”

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

He smiled and gave a little bow of thanks before entering the household, being sure to wipe his hooves off before doing so, not wanting to track dirt into her home “Ah they aren’t violent they just stare at my hooves and tail….I think it puts them off a bit that I am part dremora…there is still a lot of stigma about my kind after all.” he shrugged a bit “They don’t seem to mind mother, knowing she has no dremora in her by my sister and myself…they are a little wary of.”

“Hm, well that’s odd. Xanatos seemed to think he was doing better with most people. I’m sorry things seem to have backslid. I wonder how it’s been for aunt Adrianne?”

She followed Elval in. 

“Do you have a favorite tea or anything?”

“Not particularly! I like pretty much everything” he gave his tail a little flick “I suppose my sister’s nature did not help manners…I am sure you knew her as a child yes? Surely you remember how….full of spirit she is.” he chuckled a bit. Alma was brash loud and violent…it was no wonder people were cautious.

“The few times I met her, she was a real sweetheart. Just wanted to cuddle and play. I wonder when she got to be like that?” Deanna rested a sympathetic hand on Elval’s arm without thinking.

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

He gave a gentle nod, his tail continuing to flick around placidly “Of course, I’d be happy to join you, ma’am.” Elval offered his arm to walk her home, giving her a sweet smile.

Deanna accepted, trying to keep from blushing. She told herself her feelings were just because she was at a certain age and still…inexperienced, and he was the first unattached young man she’d been about to spend any time alone with in a long time. 

She tried not to look up at him too many times on the way back, reminding herself that she was a mature woman of 19—Nearly 20! 

“How was your trip into town?” She inquired as they neared her house. Thankfully, she’d already been in to see that the place was clean and kept up.

“As it always is…a bit difficult actually getting into the gates. The walk up here was pleasant enough though.” he gave a gentle shrug as he rested his hand on her’s “Honestly with me living around here my entire life you think they’d be used to me by now but every time myself or my family enters it’s nothing but stares and whispers. It’s a bit disheartening!” he pouted a bit.

“At the very least, it is a lovely area. I’m surprised the locals are surprised by anything anymore. I used to have a lot of guests from various locations around here. I’m sorry you’ve been treated so poorly. Whiterun always used to be more friendly, but I guess the years of war surrounding them have led them to be somewhat isolated in their experiences of the outside world. They haven’t given you too much trouble, have they? You’ve been safe here, at the least?”

Deanna reached for the door handle, opening it for him.

He smiled and gave a little bow of thanks before entering the household, being sure to wipe his hooves off before doing so, not wanting to track dirt into her home “Ah they aren’t violent they just stare at my hooves and tail….I think it puts them off a bit that I am part dremora…there is still a lot of stigma about my kind after all.” he shrugged a bit “They don’t seem to mind mother, knowing she has no dremora in her by my sister and myself…they are a little wary of.”

“Hm, well that’s odd. Xanatos seemed to think he was doing better with most people. I’m sorry things seem to have backslid. I wonder how it’s been for aunt Adrianne?”

She followed Elval in. 

“Do you have a favorite tea or anything?”

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

He gave a gentle nod, his tail continuing to flick around placidly “Of course, I’d be happy to join you, ma’am.” Elval offered his arm to walk her home, giving her a sweet smile.

Deanna accepted, trying to keep from blushing. She told herself her feelings were just because she was at a certain age and still…inexperienced, and he was the first unattached young man she’d been about to spend any time alone with in a long time. 

She tried not to look up at him too many times on the way back, reminding herself that she was a mature woman of 19—Nearly 20! 

“How was your trip into town?” She inquired as they neared her house. Thankfully, she’d already been in to see that the place was clean and kept up.

“As it always is…a bit difficult actually getting into the gates. The walk up here was pleasant enough though.” he gave a gentle shrug as he rested his hand on her’s “Honestly with me living around here my entire life you think they’d be used to me by now but every time myself or my family enters it’s nothing but stares and whispers. It’s a bit disheartening!” he pouted a bit.

“At the very least, it is a lovely area. I’m surprised the locals are surprised by anything anymore. I used to have a lot of guests from various locations around here. I’m sorry you’ve been treated so poorly. Whiterun always used to be more friendly, but I guess the years of war surrounding them have led them to be somewhat isolated in their experiences of the outside world. They haven’t given you too much trouble, have they? You’ve been safe here, at the least?”

Deanna reached for the door handle, opening it for him.

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

“I’m pretty sure Alma would make it known if she was displeased with her situation. She’s got the courage to speak her mind.”

“That she does.” the asquelion halfbreed chuckled and waved his fluffed tail about “I don’t think I’ve ever known her to let anything slide…but enough about my family..what about you? What news do you have?? My mother will wish to hear!”

“So much has happened. I’ve mastered my craft, and seen places I could never have imagined. I have so many stories, I don’t even know where to start.” She admitted. “Maybe you could come to my place for tea or something? I’m sure it would be more comfortable than talking your ear off out here..” 

He gave a gentle nod, his tail continuing to flick around placidly “Of course, I’d be happy to join you, ma’am.” Elval offered his arm to walk her home, giving her a sweet smile.

Deanna accepted, trying to keep from blushing. She told herself her feelings were just because she was at a certain age and still…inexperienced, and he was the first unattached young man she’d been about to spend any time alone with in a long time. 

She tried not to look up at him too many times on the way back, reminding herself that she was a mature woman of 19—Nearly 20! 

“How was your trip into town?” She inquired as they neared her house. Thankfully, she’d already been in to see that the place was clean and kept up.

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

Elval did a little bounce on his hooves, his tail wagging a bit “Well she got married! Just as was intended since her birth. It wasn’t too long ago actually you just barely missed it.” he tilted his head a bit, his ears perking up a bit.

“Oh! Wow… Who did she marry? I need to send a gift…I’m really sorry I missed so much, I just… kind of needed to get away. Is she happy?”

“She’s as happy as she can be…She married a daedric prince.” he made a face “I…can’t remember which one…” he shrugged slightly “regardless she’s happy enough. At least she seems to be. She hasn’t said otherwise.”

“I’m pretty sure Alma would make it known if she was displeased with her situation. She’s got the courage to speak her mind.”

“That she does.” the asquelion halfbreed chuckled and waved his fluffed tail about “I don’t think I’ve ever known her to let anything slide…but enough about my family..what about you? What news do you have?? My mother will wish to hear!”

“So much has happened. I’ve mastered my craft, and seen places I could never have imagined. I have so many stories, I don’t even know where to start.” She admitted. “Maybe you could come to my place for tea or something? I’m sure it would be more comfortable than talking your ear off out here..” 

ofloveandtentacles:

deannaofwhiterun:

Elval did a little bounce on his hooves, his tail wagging a bit “Well she got married! Just as was intended since her birth. It wasn’t too long ago actually you just barely missed it.” he tilted his head a bit, his ears perking up a bit.

“Oh! Wow… Who did she marry? I need to send a gift…I’m really sorry I missed so much, I just… kind of needed to get away. Is she happy?”

“She’s as happy as she can be…She married a daedric prince.” he made a face “I…can’t remember which one…” he shrugged slightly “regardless she’s happy enough. At least she seems to be. She hasn’t said otherwise.”

“I’m pretty sure Alma would make it known if she was displeased with her situation. She’s got the courage to speak her mind.”

tiedtotheforsworn:

askboxmemes:

1. A baby
2. A second chance
3. Sex
4. Kiss
5. Friendship
6. To chill
7. To cuddle
8. A long term relationship
9. A good laugh
10. An apology
11. A hug
12. Be my bitch
13. Be my sex buddy
14. Simply to be mine
15. MY BED. NO CLOTHES. NOW.

:3??

“Which one?” She shrugged, folding her arms over her chest. “It scarcely matters anyway. I doubt they’d even recognize me anymore. I’m not the same silly child I was.” 

”..None of my exes are dead, to the best of my knowledge?” Deanna blinked. “So I can’t really write to a dead ex.”