Raining down, from the Stars Morning light, finds the world In a brief, glimpse of day It begins, to unfurl Chasing Time like a whisper of Mist, Through the Rain Dovahkiin.....
from the dark ridden depths, to the throat of the world if you climb to the hights you can near touch the sky having hope in the legend that keeps us alive Dovahkiin.....
Rolling hills, wrapped in trees Mountain heights, freezing Breeze Marching on, Hope inside Looking Death in the eye Down a twisted and winding old path He arrives Just in time.....