A Question of Fate Options

[ThatSkyrimGuy]

Brief Intro By The Author

A Question of Fate would be the title of my piece.

I have been back and forth about trying to start and post a fan fic piece. The idea has always intrigued me, but I never considered myself to be a writer, let alone a good writer. I have read a sampling of some of the works that are posted on this site, and quite frankly, it is intimidating. The material is amazing. I must say say that despite the intimidation, it is also inspiring. So I am willing to throw caution to the wind and go for it. There are a few provisos. I work for a living. Often times, the hours I work are long. There may be periods of dormancy in this thread. I will apologize in advance for that. Life outside the internet does have it's restrictions. Also, I am sure that there is an unspoken etiquette that states, "You read mine and comment, and I shall do the same". This is also where I could run into trouble, for the same reasons that there may be dormant periods in this thread. There are stories on this site that I could never hope to read all the way through, with triple digit page counts, while I try to keep posting my own story and work through everyday life. So, with all that being said, I will wait to start posting chapters until I get a sense of what the audience demands. Please let me know if I should start posting a fan fic piece, based on what you have just read.

Thanks.

EDIT - This was originally posted in "General Discussion"

This post has been edited by ThatSkyrimGuy: May 4 2013, 04:41 AM

[mALX]

“Do you think you could cut - ”

“Move!” he shouted and gave me a shove.

Oh yeah Ralof, don’t take the second to ensure I can defend myself if needed, ROFL! The first time I played, I couldn’t figure out why I couldn’t activate anything - then Hadvar cut my bindings and I suddenly realized what the issue was, lol.

Suddenly, the wall burst inward, followed by the fanged face of the dragon! A roaring gout of flame issued from the beast, immediately incinerating the Stormcloak and blasting all the flesh away from his bones. He didn’t even have time to scream. His charred skeleton shattered against the steps. I closed my eyes and shuddered, swallowing back a little bile as I did so. I

This was an amazing imagery, very visual and well done! Once again you have brought alive a scene we all know by heart, and managed to get across your characters personality through the chaos of the dragon attack. That is extremely hard to do, amazing write!


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Hadvar ran with his sword drawn. A silly image of my mother admonishing against such actions came to mind and I actually chuckled out loud.

LOVED this little detail! Your main character’s personality comes through strongly in every chapter, regardless of what is going on - I LOVE that. I feel I’m getting to know him more with each chapter, his personality and ideals come through amazingly well!

My bow, my tent, my ale! They were all likely to be ashes by now.

SPEW! Nice touch of humor in that tense situation! Awesome Write, all of this!


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