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Language: English Words: 32,163 Chapters: 13/? Comments: 63 Kudos: 297 Bookmarks: 70 Hits: 6545 Or in which a girl from our world wakes up in hell and every person who calls her Dragonborn is Satan himself. Some people may find living in a fantasy world to be a dream come true, but consider this: fuck Skyrim and the war horse it rode in on.

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Language: English Words: 40,594 Chapters: 7/10 Comments: 49 Kudos: 131 Bookmarks: 28 Hits: 2137Īlicegotthestrap Fandoms: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Elder Scrolls, Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion ***Formerly Escaping Helgen Alive (Under Revision)*** Series Whatever power has a claim on her won't rest until she gets the story right, no matter how many times it kills her in the process.īut to find the answers to her many questions and find a way to end her suffering, she must first escape Helgen alive. Kaida Lee Miller was brought here to Tamriel from Earth for a reason, and not even death will allow her to escape it. ThroughtheMirrorDarkly Fandoms: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Most likely slow burn, I've got a lot planned before any romance happens Language: English Words: 5,408 Chapters: 2/? Comments: 4 Kudos: 33 Bookmarks: 4 Hits: 352 Groaning, you shut your eyes in an attempt to alleviate the sting brought by the light.Īnother Modern Girl in Skyrim fic bc I love the concept and I'm a sucker for reader-inserts. The muffled sounds were the first thing that registered to your clouded mind, followed quickly by blinding light and splitting pain that radiated started in your head and radiated throughout your body. fucked up the formatting i'll fix it later.i'll probably revise this once i get more experience with writing.

Female Dovahkiin | Dragonborn/Original Character(s).Sunsdawn Fandoms: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Language: English Words: 8,981 Chapters: 2/? Kudos: 7 Bookmarks: 3 Hits: 186 She shouted with all she had, reaching the unreachable, breaking the unbreakable, making the sound of her voice reverberating as an endless and unfading echo for others to hear, and to answer to. But when it was time for Nadja to leave that world, to go, she did not simply whisper her goodbye, she did not let the wind swallow her words or people cover her voice. We came into the world shouting at the top of our lungs, a scream life and time would have toned down along the way, trailing off a voice that would have eventually burnt out in our aching throat in taking our last breath. Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death.