I have recently had this sense of nostalgia. I haven’t felt like this for many years. I feel as if I’m a young elf again. I suppose it comes from this relationship I’ve recently developed. When I’m around her it takes me back to the best and worst of times. That would be when the Burning Legion came to Azeroth. I suppose I should write my account of what happened someday, but I can’t get into too much detail due to that not being able to fit on this parchment. I suppose I’ll write of how it relates to how I am currently feeling.
It all started when I first entered into adulthood. (This would be about one hundred and fifty years of age for an elf.) I had recently started to learn the ways of the druid. My father, Malfurion Stormrage, was the first druid. Like my father I had a gift for the art. I became his apprentice of sorts. During this time the Burning Legion had invaded our world. My father played a crucial role in this way. He ultimately brought about the end of the war. I’m getting off topic now. Let me get back to how it relates. While training in the wild I came up a female elf named Shadowminx. She had been wounded in battle with one of the Burning Legion and needed my help. I healed her wound the best I could but it still wasn’t enough. It took us two days of travel to get back to civilization. She couldn’t travel very fast and refused to ride on my back. Even in my bear form. She was very stubborn about it. Needless to say I had to respect her wishes. She was a sentinel after all. “The pride of the Kaldorai”. They are fierce warriors. They are the protectors of our race. I had to respect her for what she was. During that time we talked about our adventures and exploits. It seems she and I was not too different. By the end of our journey I felt a connection with her I had not ever had with another. As time went by I could not get my mind off of her. To make a long story shorter I’ll skip ahead.We eventually became engaged to be married. However, there was a war going on. She had her orders to defend our homeland and I had orders that took me into the heart of battle. My father and I were two of the most experienced druids in all of our forces. We won our fair share of battles and lost more than that. Desperate times came upon us. We had to do something in order to assure our victory. It was my father’s plan to lure the Burning Legion and their general Archimond into the World Tree. Once there we would sacrifice our wisps to ensure their destruction.When the time came to execute the plan a small contingent of sentinels could not escape the World Tree. They decided to instead lure Archimond and his army to their annihilation. After the destruction of the Burning Legion and the World Tree news spread of the heroic band of sentinels that sacrificed their lives so that we could all live. After the Burning Legion had been destroyed word came to me about our victory from one of Shadowminx’s guard, but that was not the only news I received. My love was the leader of that small band of sentinels. She sent one of her own guard to inform our generals of what was happening and to inform them of their end goal. That was not the only reason she sent her guard back to us. Her guard handed me a crumpled up piece of paper with a few droplets of blood on it. It read, To my dearest love,How I wish I could be in your arms. I am so scared of what awaits me. However, I could not live with myself knowing that I could have made a difference and didn’t. I do this for our race and for my love for you. Please forgive me for being so stubborn. I wish I could see you one last time.(in scribbled writing) They are coming! I must face my destiny. I love you. Never forget my love for you. MinxThis was the last I heard from her. I still have the note to this day. I look upon it in remembrance of her. After we destroyed the remaining Burning Legion and all was safe. I entered elected to enter the Emerald Dream hoping to spend an eternity dreaming of her. This did not last as long as I had hoped. Due to the contamination of the Emerald Dream my father forced me back into this world ripping me from the everlasting dream of her. He elected to stay and try to find out the nature of the contamination. I have not heard word from him yet. I fear the worst.
This is my account of what happened and an explanation of some of the most important events of my life. This also brings me to the most recent event. This nostalgia was prompted by the most unlikely source. Someone I have known for a few months now and much much younger than I. She reminds me so much of Shadowminx. My heart yearns to be with her and aches when I am. I cannot explain what it is I feel. I hope to find out some day.
Kelandros Stormrage
