#barbus

Dragons are eternal.

This you know is true.

You have journeyed through the realms of Oblivion,

battled daedra too.

you have faced the gods, 

Aedric and Daedric alike.

Conquering every challenge they set before you.

You’ve tricked your way out of the woodland man’s grasp,

charmed Mephala with your cunning.

Matched the trickster's mischief, 

found an ally in the dread hound. 

Danced with Sanguine in the Misty Grove,

as your forefather before you.

You grow up by his hero,

madness is no stranger to you.

You’ve embraced Nocturnal’s Shadowy grace.

Denied Vaermina’s will.

Your hunt is blessed by Hircine,

 and Medria’s guiding light.

Sithis hones your dagger cold for killing in the night.

You swindle men and mer alike,

for all that they have wrought. 

You are a thane of many holds, 

you bare leadership to many,

on you go.

By sword and bow,

by spell and scroll,

by your mighty thu’um,

you fight, because you must.

of course you must.

The dragon sings with you fight,

you feel the dancing buzz.

She told you to deny yourself,

forbid yourself to feel.

for feeling it would lead you wrong,

a monster be revealed.

But when have mortals steered you right?

When all your friends look on,

they do not see the beast she sees.

They see only you.

Because they know it too. 

Dragons are eternal.