An edge to life.

September 15th, 2012 · 1 Comment · Short Narrative

There wasn’t anything peculiar about the night before. Naevia had been dismissed more or less at her regular time. The Lorekeeper, although rather taciturn of late, had seemed well. She ate voraciously and wrote even moreso. Naevia didn’t enquire as to the subject matter, for Dralosa often got swept away irrevocably by the flow of […]

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Theramore’s final stand.

August 13th, 2012 · No Comments · Declarations

The following letter from Lorekeeper Dralosa of the Sha’nash is couriered to the Exodar and Darnassus and printed for wide distribution. Brothers, sisters, friends – We belong, at once, to a large and expanding alliance – the Grand Alliance – and also to a small one, whereby we retain kinships and commitments over large distances. […]

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A last resort.

July 31st, 2012 · No Comments · Trials & Tribulations

For many days, we courted the Kaldorei and their armies. They were the most receptive to our presence, although they seemed hesitant to engage fully in this conflict. Elder priestess Ash’ana invited us to the most intimate of ceremonies, and I was adorned in the warpaint of her people. Though the pigment has now left […]

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Words on the cusp.

July 2nd, 2012 · No Comments · Private Musings

My husband Arachos arrived for the meeting, to the surprise of us all. After months of absence, here he was again, like a tempest blowing in out of the bluffs. I was surprised to feel that his presence inspired both terror and joy within me. My husband is not a voluntary inclusion in my life. […]

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A warm welcome, a cold reality.

July 1st, 2012 · No Comments · Political Memoirs

Priestess Ash’anamaleth of the Lineage of the Moon was an affable, gracious woman. Previous experience with the Kaldorei has caused me to be wary in my dealings with them; vocal Kaldorei detractors have, in the past, spouted ill words of my race that run the gamut from us being ‘passive, witless grazing creatures’ to ‘demonic […]

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A quiet ‘farewell’.

June 30th, 2012 · No Comments · Short Narrative

Dralosa trembled slightly as she read the missive. From afar, Naevia watched the Lorekeeper’s old, slender hands finally slump to the desk, the note carelessly falling away. “Mistress, is it bad news?” Silence at first. Naevia swallowed hard. It had taken her a few moments to summon the words at all. She’d agonized as to […]

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A strange voice.

March 31st, 2012 · No Comments · Short Narrative

From [A] A Strange Voice in Shattrath: The Lorekeeper sagged into her chair, knocked back by the emotion of what she had heard and glimpsed. The Consul’s image brought tears to her eyes, but she managed to stave off her emotions long enough to get back to the task at hand. The library was quiet, […]

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The White death.

January 10th, 2012 · No Comments · Short Narrative

The scroll had barely begun to absorb the ink when a young neophyte came into the room, disturbing the tranquility of her private moment with his imperious demand. Dralosa had only met the man once but she needn’t have asked him his age; his tone and demeanor spoke volumes about such things. “Lorekeeper. We want […]

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We are the Light’s Blade

November 13th, 2011 · 1 Comment · Declarations

“From all walks of life, Brothers and Sisters come here, to the dwelling of Light. Basked in the omnipotent glow of A’dal, they yearn for gentle respite and counsel. Sanctuary may be obtained here in Shattrath, but still they seek a greater peace. Is there war in their hearts? Famine in their souls? Grief in […]

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