Literature
The Shadows of Madness (Chapter 1: Wounded Pride)
Thick steam filled the room, making the air heavy with moisture. The perfume of roses permeating the air, a comfort that I have longed to experience again, but can no longer bask in due to my vampirism. Where the water once warmed my flesh, now lies empty. It was merely a luxury to remind me of a time now lost as well as a place for me to think. I tried thinking back to the events that had transpired these past months. The vampires swarming the cities across the providence wreaking havoc, the Dawnguard’s reformation, and the mysterious events at Dimhollow Crypt where I met Sedric. Though I didn’t return to House Ravenwatch in person, I had sent a letter detailing my findings. I knew that the remaining members would understand my reasons for not returning. However, as much as I tried to decipher the events to better understand, my thoughts kept drifting back to Sedric. I pulled my knees to my chest in thought. Why did our meeting affect me this much? Maybe it was the most recent
