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Creative Writing: The Hero's Journey

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It was unclear what exactly woke up the small elf, maybe the unfamiliar sounds of horse hooves against the ground, maybe the bright sunlight shining through the sparse forest, maybe the motions of the carriage from the uneven terrain, or some divine forsaken mixture of the three. When she attempted raising her arms to shield her eyes from the harsh light, she discovered that they had been bound together, and rather tightly at that. 'Great,' she thought to herself.
While struggling to sit up, she noted that her armour and bow were no where in sight. 'Even better .'
"Hey you, you’re finally awake."
She glanced up, just now noticing that there were others there as well. 'My observation skills are seriously lacking today."
The man across from …show more content…

I’m... I'm from Rorikstead." The horse thief said in a defeated voice.
As the gate in front of them opened to a seemingly small city, a legion soldier cut off whatever response the blonde had to about Rorikstead.
"General Tulius sir! The headsman is waiting." Suspicions confirmed. They had indeed been heading toward their deaths at the hands of the empire. The cowardly thief began asking, no, begging the divines to help him. Hopefully, he would be the first to die because she did not want the last thing she heard to be him crying.
They passed the man she assumed was the general as his started at them with a smug smile. She could practically feel the anger and hatred coming from Ulfric and the …show more content…

General Tulius, the Military. And it looks like the Thalmar are with him; damn elves, I bet they had something to do with this. This is Helgen... I used to be sweet on a girl from here. I wonder if Velod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in..." His voice suddenly became soft and pensive. "Funny, when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe.."
The town was almost silent as the entered. A young boy questioned his dad about what was happening before being quickly shooed into his house by his father.
The wagon came to a stop and a captain ordered them to get out. The horse thief panicked, asking why they stopped. He was either as dumb as a horker or so afraid his mind gave up on him, maybe both.
"Why do you think? End of the line. Let’s go, we shouldn’t keep the gods waiting for us."
They existed the cart as he began begging and pleading with the captain. "No! Wait! We're not rebels!"
"Face your death with some courage, thief." Finally someone said it. He turned towards the blonde and began begging him now; he was getting more pathetic by the second. "You’ve got to tell them we weren’t With you! this is a mistake!" The rest of us remained silent to his

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