Voices of Dragons

HET NOK FaaL VahLOK
DeiNMaaR DO DOVAahGOLZ
ahRK aaN FUS DO UNSLaaD
RahGOL ahRK VULOM

Einar could not sleep; that feeling of energy ready to burst forth was back.

...Fus...

He could feel it in his bones, in his muscles, in his blood, a low-key rumbling, some kind of...

...Fus...

...of what, exactly? It would be easier to rebel against it, if it actually felt bad, but it felt like energy, like...

...FUS!...

And just like that, it faded away; the Nord looked at the darkness beyond his camp, towards where he knows Whiterun is.

Farengar will have to answer a lot of questions when Einar gets there.