The Burdens of Skyrim Ch-1Darkness, darkness and a low, throbbing noise. Legate Rikke had always wondered what the transition to death would be like. Painful, she had assumed, but this was nowhere near her expectations. In fact, it almost felt warm, welcoming, peaceful…
Out of nowhere, something cold touched the nape of her neck and she let out a loud shriek. Light stung her eyes, blurring her vision as shadows moved about. She swung a fist towards the shadow; sure that it was Ulfric Stormcloak or Galmar Stonefist standing over her with a blade ready to end the life she only just realized that she still clung to.
A grip like steel seized her wrist and a hand fell over her mouth while a voice that she knew, and half-loathed, half-respected; spoke with an authoritative tone. “Easy Legate, relax, no one here is trying to kill you.”
As her vision cleared and her struggles slowed she started to make out the face of the man holding her down, the unique amber eyes that only adorned the face of one m
Fat Girl's Gotta EatThere was nothing so cruel as the Friday sales meeting. If it had been any other day of the week it would have been just boring, but the 2:00 PM sales meeting with the weekend in sight never failed to drag on interminably. Peter was surprised that more people hadn't thrown themselves off the roof of the building due to the meeting's grinding monotony. It was that much of a waste of time.
As usual, Peter was the first one in the conference room. Everyone else dragged their feet in getting there, but Peter was punctual by habit. At least this way he could get a seat down the table and away from his boss Dave, but not so far away that he'd probably get called on frequently to make sure he was still paying attention.
"Hey Pete, what up?" Gina said as she breezed into the conference room. Gina was one of his fellow sales reps and a bright presence in the office. Though she got her work done, Gina was usually good for some light banter to break up the tedium of the day. She had wavy brown ha