Tag: what comes after
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Self-Doubt
She locked the bathroom door behind her, sinking slowly to the floor with her back against that solid wood. Eleeria buried her head in her hands, shoulders shaking slightly. It was suddenly, and inexplicably, too much to bear – the guilt, the grief of losing so many people in two months; Eleeria sobbed into her hands, grateful for the momentary privacy afforded her by her bathroom’s meager lock.
She couldn’t feel the Light any more. It was that sensation of absolute wrongness that had woken her from her thistle-laced sleep – the sensation of being cold and empty so unusual for her now. She carried the Light as an avatar of the Sunwell wherever she went; now, with so much trauma bearing down on her, so many people...
In Defense of Our Heart
We were assigned to investigate the Wailing Caverns, as initial reconnaissance showed that the void activity had been pinpointed to that area. The Warlord accompanied the Warband as rear guard and support, while General Ysrathil Dawnsteel took point, instructing the rest of us to remain hidden in the bushes on either side of the entrance to the Caverns. She had wanted to draw the Ren’dorei out into the open, citing that they were just as prideful as Sin’dorei. The Ren’dorei were not fooled by her taunts or requests, however – they grabbed her, dragging her into the Caverns before any of us could stop them.
We pursued the Ren’dorei, but found we could not pass a barrier of void surrounding the six Alliance and...
Resurrection
She returned to the woods in the mountains overlooking Arathi alone, with only her own tumultuous thoughts for company. Loam and underbrush crunched underfoot, but Eleeria did not bother to try to remain silent today. A year, and yet – she was still so angry. The names had changed, the people different, and yet everyone really remained the same. More lost to the brutality of others; more lovers dead for reasons beyond their hands. Erinius has been killed for money, Weleria to SI:7 looking to capitalize on Ysrathil’s weakness. Neither had been the direct cause of their own reckoning, and yet, it hadn’t mattered to any of those who had killed them. Eleeria’s anger had not diminished in a year. It had only grown...
Time of Death
The Light warned her something was off well before she made it to the front door of their Suramar apartment. The sensation was like a shiver down her spine; a sense of inherent wrongness, the briefest feeling of stay away! like a whisper from her magic. Disappearing swiftly, only the lingering raise of the skin on her forearms reminded her that something was less than completely normal.
Eleeria frowned, hand hesitating for only a moment, an inch away from the translocation orb. Her magic never lied to her and yet — how could anything be wrong? She had left for work early from the Cove this morning, Weleria departing for Suramar aboard one of the merchant vessels. Weleria would surely be waiting for her; they would go out...
