Tag: Cataclysm x 3

Ranger-Captain Moriurya Brightsinger
Moriurya @moriurya#167
2018-04-11 00:00:00

A Shifting

(( I wrote this during the events of Cataclysm. Rya struggles with the war and the changes of the world and in her own life. ))

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She had been obsessed; her naturally amber eyes were filled with the fel green that does not suit her. He knew she needed to get out of Silvermoon, to forests that had not been altered by magic, for her eyes to return to their normal hue and her mind with them. When a Brightsinger goes insane there is little one can do if they do not know them, and Dimetri was dealing with the only recorded Brightsinger left.

“What am I to do if Moriurya crossed that line? Will I be able to protect her as her uncle had made me promise?” -Dimetri

The world had just changed to what was now being called ‘The...

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Ranger-Captain Moriurya Brightsinger
Moriurya @moriurya#167
2018-04-10 00:00:00

Classic Cult Action

(( I wrote this story in 2010 during the in-game events leading up to the Cataclysm. ))

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It had only meant to be a stroll through Orgrimmar for a certain type of parchment and inks that only a certain vendor possessed at a certain time. Of course not, Lady Moriurya Brightsinger thought as she made her way through the crowds of panicking people, of course I have to come to Orgrimmar just when the world decides to end. Her golden pupils, shaded over with the emerald glow of a blood elf, glanced over at the troll, obviously some sort of shaman, with a large group of people around listening intently.

“Pathetic, the lot of them,” the smooth voice of her consultant broke into her thoughts. Dimetri had proven himself repeatedly in...

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Dimetri Blaze
Dimetri @dimetri#168
2019-01-15 19:02:00

I'll Be Seeing You

I know you saw me in the Barrens because I caught you looking in my direction. If those blue and gold flags you stood behind were gone, I would have greeted you properly.

Perhaps you did not even recognize me, which may be for the better; I do not need my identity revealed before those of the Horde, nor the Alliance. But, for a moment there, did your memory go back to the cafe across from the park when Dalaran was still upon the ground?


When we met you were just a young student at the academy and my master was an instructor on the arcane. I would spend each afternoon lounging alone, drinking a coffee, with a paper in my hand. You would walk by every day, even though you hated coffee, and sit near the chestnut tree. Your blush and...

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