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    Vera's world ended not with a bang, but with a whimper: the year is 2095, the world in the throes of late-stage climate change. The Earth will keep going, the humans - not so much. As it turns out, the apocalypse is contagious: either that, or she has spectacularly bad luck. Waking up naked on a bloody altar isn't the best introduction to a new place, but you make do with what life hands you. After a rocky start, Vera finds herself in Markarth, trying to make a new home for herself amidst the violence, corruption, and Thalmor zealotry. But just when things are finally settling down - as much as they can in the city of blood and silver - a Nord and a Dunmer roll into town with the mother of all bad deals. Always read the fine print.

    This series starts about a year before the events of the game and will continue through the timeline and the DLCs. This fic is the first installment. Canon-compliant(ish), but skews towards a lot of original content. Narration is in 3rd person limited; the protagonist is not the Dragonborn.

    Please note: content warnings applied to individual chapters.
    With deep gratitude to efmrider and polymorphic for their keen beta-ing eyes and support

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    During her daily chast meeting with Balor the farmer tells him she wants to meet at the Inn and talk later that evening.

    With a secretive kiss and a quick wink she was on her way, leaving Balor to ponder the possibilities all day.

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    He misplaced his angel. He didn’t hold on hard enough. He got Cas back only to lose him immediately.

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    Cas comes back on a Thursday.

    And then keeps coming back on Thursdays. He doesn’t seem to have much choice in the matter, actually. For the rest of the week, he’s stuck in the Empty, and Dean is left trying to figure out how to save him, how to talk to him—and how to get him out for good.

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    “How the fuck do you know my name?” Dean hisses.

    The man doesn’t look scared. He is watching Dean like there is nothing else worth watching, lips a little parted, eyes a little soft. And blue. Real blue, like the ocean on a postcard.

    The ice spreading down Dean’s spine makes him shiver.

    “I suppose you could say I’m your guardian angel,” the man murmurs. His breath fogs pale between them. All of him is unnaturally warm, like Dean’s touching somebody with the sun sewn up beneath their skin. “I have known you, Dean Winchester, for a very long time.”

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    Dean meets an angel who says he's from the future. It all gets a lot more complicated from there.

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    "he keeps having feverish dreams that he can never ever leave... he's gone quite mad..."

    Daeron Targaryen always had visions. Growing up, he saw visions of his family, of their greatness, of their failings, and many visions of death. It was the visions of death and destruction which haunted him the most. Keeping him awake, crying, begging to change the outcome. But one could not alter fate.

    But one night, on the eve of the Ashford Tournament, Daeron has a dream of something... different. There is no death, there is no destruction. It is peace. It is calm. It is... a woman.

    Now, he must actually explore the tournament, in hopes of finding the woman he keeps having visions of.

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    Basically an OC insert I've written with Daeron bc he's my favourite lol. Also, first fic, be kind to me >.<

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