—Last Seed, 31st, 4E 201—
I came upon a mountainous enclosure, the resting place of the last of the Blades, from a place called Cloud Ruler Temple. His sword lay at the foot of the same statue I saw on the mountain: Septim, standing over the serpent. The old world sleeps here.
I nearly lost Lydia today. How close was I to seeing her limp body draped over a mossy, forgotton stair? I must be more careful.