runar } I WILL REMEMBER HOW TO LFY

[GRACEY RAVEN-MANE .]

follow my love back to the same secret door

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e3233; width:300px; height:450px; padding:0px;] FEED THE FIRE UNTIL MY SOUL BREAKS FREE, MY HEART IS HIGH AS THE WAVES ABOVE ME. tagged: runar/ six words:

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gracey could hardly begin to contain her excitement at the thought of what would be happening tonight. though she had been outside of the walls of whiterun before, not once did she ever do so without her father's permission and constant watch. the young blacksmith knew that her father's intentions were good, but it was still frustrating when she was a grown woman still under the protection of her father. luckily, she had a few friends who understood her wonder and curiosity. one of those friends was runar war-anvil; a fellow blacksmith and a tremendous friend. the type of friend that she knew she would have for the rest of her life - if she were so lucky. he had been the one who was now going to attempt to sneak her out of her home and out of the walls of whiterun. with the war drawing nearer, the ravenmane had no idea whether or not they would even be able to go out, but it was worth a try. at least, in gracey's eyes.

wide awake, she sat in her bed trying to not get too excited about the whole thing. runar had warned her not to fall asleep and, even if she wasn't supposed to, it wasn't like it mattered much. the raven-haired nord was far too excited for sleep, too excited to rest her head against the pillow. instead, she creot around her room, getting everything ready for when her dear friend showed up to take her outside of the walls of safety, outside of the walls of whiterun. pulling on her fur boots and her hood over her head, she took a seat back on her bed; she had no idea when runar was supposed to arrive, or if he was even going to at all. but gracey had a feeling that he wouldn't let her down, he never let her down.

climbing to her feet, she started pacing around the room - her father slept like a rock in the other room, not waking up for anyone or anything. hell, a dragon could attack whiterun and he would sleep right through it. that was one advantage that gracey had when to came down to tonight. it didn't matter how sneaky she was, the man she called father would not be waking up tonight. she would be able to sneak out, explore and be back in time for breakfast. luckily for her, she had planned it so that this little expedition landed on a day in which she had off from work. so she wouldn't be endangering herself by being too tired to work the forge. she would be able to sleep in and enjoy her bed for the whole day, if she wished. obviously, her father would more than likely get her out of bed, but gracey wouldn't even care. she would have had the time of her life the nigh before.

growing impatient, she walked towards her window and opened it, looking out for any sign of runar. being the the second floor of her home, it was obvious that she should be the one looking out for him. finally, once she had spotted the familiar man, she grabbed a gold coin and chucked it out of the window. her aim wasn't usually all that accurate, but when she saw it manage to hit the fellow blacksmith in the head, she couldn't help but giggle before she closed the window and headed downstairs. obviously, she kept her steps quiet and tip toed before she opened the door and stepped outside, waiting for runar to meet her before they would both head out towards the western watchtower.

notes: so i figured i would just take a dump and smear it all over your computer screen, happy reading.

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[RUNAR WAR-ANVIL .]

HOW MANY DREAMS HAVE YOU

OBSESSED ME LIKE A CURSE

tagged gracey, with 697 words, wearing this.
i'm soo sorry this took me ages to get to! D:

in all the years that runar had been gracey's friend, he'd never come up with the idea to sneak out with her before. to be honest, he was a little scared of her father, and he didn't want to chance getting into the bad fold of his attention; being the perfect role model for men around gracey was the only sort of view he wanted her father to have of him. but when they had been sitting in the bannered mare the night before, runar had gotten a sudden spur of inspiration and confidence. to his surprise, gracey was into it, and she was more than happy to agree to his suggestion. it was a way to get some time with his friend, and at the same time, give her something she's wanted for so long, but could never achieve. he knew her father was immensely over protective, so her leaving her father's sight beyond the protective walls never happened.

until tonight.

unfortunately, like gracey, runar had to sneak out of his uncle's residence so their secret would remain theirs. runar had been given the only bedroom within the residence, and his uncle slept in the corner of the main room, beyond the fireplace so he was still given warmth. that made it harder to sneak out, with no back door to slip out of. luckily, runar was good on his feet, despite his usual loud commotion that he raised while working at the forge. after gathering the things he needed, and wanted to bring - a torch, some sweetrolls, a blanket, and two daggers - he tip toed his way from his bedroom, closing the door softly behind him. sneaking past the kitchen table, he swiped two apples from the table top, and he slipped them into his knapsack. stealing a glance at his uncle's resting form, he held his breath and continued on his way, shouldering the door open as delicately as he could.

after the door was closed, he locked it and carried on as though he was supposed to be doing this. rounding his way towards the raven-mane's residence, he was about to start chucking anything light but heavily enough to rap against her window, when a coin smoked him in the temple. it took him off guard, and he was about to get defensive, until he heard the familiar sound of his best friend's laugh. instantly, his heart warmed, and his eyes turned to peer up at her, grinning back. crouching after she left to join him on the ground, runar picked up the single septim and held it within his hand, rounding the residence to meet her at the door. "i believe you chucked this at me, m'lady?" he inquired with a mocking charm to his voice, chuckling it off soon after. extending his hand, he gave the coin back to her, not one to take money from much of anyone, let alone his childhood and crush.

leading the way down the main path towards the gate, runar muttered to let him do all the talking. her hood would conceal her identity enough, but her voice definitely wouldn't. as expected, the guard at the main gate seemed a little confused as to why runar was leaving the city so late, and with a woman. runar shrugged it off easily, implying that it was a very important delivery, and that his companion was his guide to the location of the client. he did all of this while lighting the torch he'd stuffed into his knapsack on the large basin of fire, seeming more casual than he thought he could pull off. but when the guard nodded it off, and let them through without any further questions, runar gave gracey a smirk and held the torch up to light their way, opening the gate for her.

after the gate was closed, and they had travelled down the steps and into the marsh, runar breathed a sigh of relief. "so," he started, turning to walk backwards so he could see her expression. "how is it so far? feel any different being out here without daddy watching over your shoulder?"

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