Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140107195049/@comment-24123288-20140108102054

(Oh a good nights sleep, how much I missed you! Illness is still here and I'm dreading having to work tomorrow, buuut I seem to be finally on the mend :D Dads off shopping for me th'now too xD Poorly made dream sequence time!)

It was a dark night in the forests surrounding Solitude. Everything was eerily silent until suddenly, faint rapid noises of movement could be heard. It was far away but seemed to be getting closer to the glow of a nearby campfire, where a lone Dunmer was sat, looking into the sky.

I don't want to fo through this again...

Eilonwyn stared up at the stars through the trees. She looked utterly defeated. She was still sporting her wounds from the fights with Xeran, Dunlammus and Tyranil, but they didn't hurt here in this dream.

''What if he's dead somewhere out there? ''

Eilonwyn sighed a sigh tinged with regret as she lay back onto her bedroll by the fire, savouring its warmth. Her thoughts as always, turned to her Breton.

''What if he died cold and alone? With no-one to comfort him...''

Eilonwyn sighed again, paying no attention to the noises nearing her.

''I should have been there. Heck I should be out there right now. Looking for him! Not stuck inside this godsforsaken inn, dreaming my life away like this...''

"Nish..."

The noise was right next to her now and before she could react a figure came barreling out of the forest, tripped over and landed on top of her. They both cried out in pain, her body finally realising the state it was in, his because he was heavily wounded.

"Watch where you're running ass-" Eilonwyn paused as she looked at the figure. It was her Breton. Covered in injuries and barely keeping it together. He didn't seem to recognise her.

''This always happens when I leave! Why haven't I learned that yet?''

Slowly and with some difficulty, Eilonwyn slid out from underneath Nish and let him fall to the bedroll, wincing as he cried out in pain again.

"Hey, its okay..." She murmured. "I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you from now on..."

Nish looked at her with tears in his eyes, smiling to try keep her calm.

"Don't worry about me you idiot..." Eilonwyn chuckled softly. "I'm fine..."

The Dunmer lay down by Nishs side after she had tended to his wounds.

"We'll both be fine..." She yawned as she curled up next to him, taking care not to move him too much.

"We always are..."

The world faded as Eilonwyn woke up in her bed in the Inn. She had a tear running down her face and she was also curled up next to the Spear. It was as if she was pretending it was her Breton. Was it out of guilt? Or because she didn't know if she'll ever see him again?

Eilonwyn sighed and painfully sat up. Crying out as she did so. The wounds in her leg and chest and the burns on her wrists flaring up in an intense pain she had never felt before. Add that to the feeling of emptiness and worry gnawing at her stomach and you have one very sorry state of a Dunmer.

"You'll be fine...You just have to be..."