Skyrim Blind Cliff Cave Novels & Stories

She turned back to the castle, looked around the cliff — she had no one to wait for help from. The cliff was skirted by a path washed by waves and led to a stone bowl with a hot spring. The Black Cliff was located next to the underwater volcano, but it was so deep under water that its warmth reached only the bowl, heating water inside it. The sea itself remained cold, resentfully hitting a rocky prominence fencing off the bowl. There was a narrow strip of land stretching along the cliff and leading to the spring. At high tide, the strip was flooded, blocking the way to the hot "bath".

It was one of the most favorite places for the White Dragon to hide in the area. Following directions from Zergenth, Lycus Lewis walked through the forest in the mountains. In the middle of the cliff, there was a stream of river water at the bottom of the ravine. In the middle of the cliff was a hole that led to a cave. The hole was big enough for the dragon's body to enter. Lycus Lewis descended the precipitous cliff, holding on to and resting on the rough protrusion of the cliff face.

Twice she paused at hollow trees or shattered stones, claiming she felt something—memories pressed into the earth like footprints of magic. Kael watched her closely. He trusted her senses. But he didn’t trust what they might awaken. They reached the cliffs by mid-afternoon. Ravenspire was a jagged wall of black stone, rising from the earth like the ribs of a giant beast. Below, the sea roared and frothed against the rocks. Here, a trail had once existed. But now it was gone. Only a faint shimmer of blood lingered on a broken branch—old, but still humming with her mother’s scent.

“You keep talking, pup, and you’ll find out how deep this cliff is.” “Enough,” I muttered, suppressing a smile. “Eyes sharp, blades sharper. Move.” We advanced through the brush, silent as mist. The path wound between jagged rocks until we reached a broken bridge that stretched over a chasm. The old structure groaned with every whisper of the wind. On the other side, faint blue symbols glowed, runes pulsing like beating hearts. Kaine hissed. “A trap.” I stepped forward, testing the edge. The wood cracked but held. “They think I’m stupid enough to walk into their spell blind.”

As they crawled through the narrow opening on hands and knees, the scent of damp earth and something wild—like wet fur—swirled around them, a signal that the past was waiting just beyond the threshold. With the taste of the sea lingering on their lips and the stinging salt in their eyes, they vanished into the darkness of the hidden chamber, leaving the open sky behind in exchange for whatever secrets lay buried within the heart of the cliff. The chamber unfurled before Amelia and her crew, a vast cavern shimmering under a veil of phosphorescent crystals that glowed with an otherworldly light. The air was thick, laden with the scents of old parchment and a feral musk, each breath steeped in

He swung his hand impatiently and approached me. "What do you want?" I asked, and the man chuckled. "I knew you were pretending to be blind for money, but it's alright. All I care about is having a good time. Come to me, baby. I'll show you heaven…" I wasn't expecting him to see through my act that swiftly, but more surprisingly, this client was an infamous one in this line of work. He claimed no woman could escape his claws. My colleagues were all blind, and they couldn't fight back. The rooms' soundproofing system was, unfortunately, incredible, so screams couldn't be heard.

V Old Nana said we are going in the next two hours, I was lying down on my and Liza's bed, and the thought of his Majesty being blind hasn't left my mind, since I eavesdropped on his discussion with the physician. How come his wolf is blind? Was he cursed by the moon goddess? Was that the reason why he always acts cruelly? I guess the moon goddess decided to favor me, I am gonna frustrate his life now that I know that his wolf is blind, he will regret taking me in as his personal slave. "Hey what are you thinking about?" Liza asked and I fake a frown. "What did you mean? Did I look like I am thinking about something?" I asked and she clear her throat....

The perfect blind spot for something that didn't want to be found. The trail ends abruptly at the base of a steep rock face, the forest giving way to weathered stone rising nearly thirty feet high. I scan the area, frustration building as I see no obvious continuation of the path. "Did we lose it?" I wonder aloud. "They couldn't just disappear." "No, but they could go up," Liam points out, examining the rock face. "Or..." He crouches, running his hand along the base of the cliff where it meets the forest floor. "There's airflow here. Feel it?"

They clutched at their ears as the unnatural screeching reverberated from below. "The cave is whistling alright," Cameron said, gulping hard as his eyes watered from the noise. Theo crept to the cliff's edge, his vampiric senses zeroing in on a strange vibration. He motioned for the others. Below, nestled into the jagged cliffs like the gaping mouth of a sea monster, was the cave. Waves slammed violently against the rocky mouth, sending up a foamy spray that sparkled like champagne in the gray light. One by one, the others tiptoed to the ledge and peered down in disbelief.