Todo era más simple, eras más ligera cuando pensábamos como niños pequeñitos,
como un ente sin tantas cargas y menos indolente, bellamente ignorante
antes de ser guardada en la persona extraña en la que te has convertido… 189 more words
In Skyrim’s province of Eastmarch, near Kynesgrove, there was a certain little Nordic Tomb with a certain Icy Vault.
Naturally, for an explorer of dangerous places, and having explored a place that seemed virtually identical to this one in Coldharbour (Well, virtually didn’t include the lava floor in the one room but semantics), Argo the Rat had thought it a safe and perhaps fun place to explore alone while her tried and true companions were off doing other things in Tamriel. 829 more words
the antlers have done no wrong over the past five years; their latest effort, familiars, enriches their canon of ambiance, with soaring trumpet countermelodies and fleshed-out, earthy bass lines complimenting peter silberman’s guitar and voice. 41 more words