The Elder Scrolls Bard

Dead, finally dead, dead as expected Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. In the blurred vision, the familiar ceiling turned into white light and disappeared. The blue sky emerged in the white light. Huge shadows filled the field of vision. The dragon with spread wings lowered his head to see the tiny fallen human being. There was no wave in his eyes. He opened his mouth and breathed: Toor! The violent hellfire is coming. "Ah!" It's the smell of skyline - and a little bit of burnt aroma.