Synopsis
It was on its way to solitude when we stopped to rest a little, and I spotted a shy backpack between two stones on the road. Certainly did not belong to anyone who was around, so I approached to ascertain. I opened it and found some old rags together from a diary. I developed his bond and decided to read it. “From Lórean,” it was written, and I soon realized that that elegant lyrics should not be from someone born in Skyrim. This was a diary of an elf!
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