Serene of Cyrodiil, her true story, chapter 1 Options

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Ok so at last I came round to do it.....posting my story that is! I must thank all of you who have encouraged me to do it (oh yes you know who you are!)

Special thanks to Treydog who has helped me with editing and also for being a sounding-board, and thus kept me writing.

I now start with the prologue of my story just to see if you think you like it and want to read more

Enjoy!

Dedication


This work is dedicated to Treydog, whose enthusiasm encouraged me to really write this story.


Prologue.

Alone at last, I close the door behind me as I enter the small room which serves as my private library. I’m proud to say that I probably have the most complete collection of books in Vvardenfell these days, though it has taken me the last seven years to get it.

As I tucked my daughter into bed a while ago, I decided that now the time had come to write down my story. Mostly for her sake, but also for me; I need to get it off my mind, in order to continue with my life and to be able to fulfill the tasks that lie before me. Then there are the numerous questions asked by the little girl lying in the next room, unaware of the fact that she’s a miracle of the Age. . Questions about why there are so few children around and why they all seem to be nearly the same age, that is, age 5 and lower. Questions about why everyone she meets looks at me, her mother, with admiration and respect. Questions about why there is a non-ending row of visitors who want to see me and so keep me from being with her, like a normal mother would be.

I know the answers to her questions, but providing those answers means I will have to tell her the whole story, the story about me, Serene of Cyrodiil, a legionnaire’s daughter of uncertain heritage, who has become one of the most powerful and famous people in Vvardenfell….

So there it is......feel free to comment, it´s a short one I know but I have to start somehow.....

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