The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Hear ye, hear ye, of Skyrim's vast land,
A realm of the Nords, both harsh and grand.
Where mountains kiss the sky so high,
And dragons, once more, through heavens fly.

In Whiterun's plains and Riften's streets,
Each stone and tree, with legend greets.
Dovahkiin, the chosen, with voice so strong,
Confronts his fate where the dragons throng.

From Sovngarde's mist to Dwemer's deep halls,
In Skyrim’s embrace, adventure calls.
Frost trolls, bandits, and mages so sly,
In the land of the snow, under the northern sky.

In this realm of magic, fierce and wild,
Every soul from elder to child,
Speaks of dragons in the sky,
And the Dragonborn's echoing cry.

In taverns warm, their tales are spun,
Of battles fought and victories won,
In Skyrim's embrace, legends thrive,
Forever in the Elder Scrolls, alive.