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What a peculiar place the barrow turned out to be. I hadn't explored for very long before reaching this elaborate room and gate locking me from going further into the crypt.
I confess it - I'm relieved! This place puts the fear of Oblivion into me. There are some carvings in this room. I'll attempt to transcribe them for the College so I have something to show for this effort.
All was so in Atmora
land of truth and our home
Man in his throne,
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- so should he be
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Whale in the sea,
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- so should he be
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Eagle in Sun's Sky,
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- so should he be
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Snake in the weed
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- so should he be
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Sorrow! For the Sea-Ghosts took Yngol
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- Prize Brother of Sail from Atmora's Fleet
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And none on land
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- nor sky, nor sea
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would ever again
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- be as should be
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Fascinating, these ancient Nords. I wonder what other secrets are hidden here? Surely there can't be harm in trying to go a little further, and there is a lever here which must open the gate beyond.