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See ah, everything you love, you whom adhere to and pay, are being quietly decadent abyss.
Bird blood crow suspended in the void, Xu Xu I whisper. And I wake up from that dark dream, erected against the mottled ceiling trembling middle finger.
My name is Faluoniya, last name has been discarded a long time, but occasionally also remember, individuals have called me -
The sky Gaokuang.
Wind camp a rare kind of weather here during the day are shrouded in gray halo lukewarm, each night was filled with thick falling tenderly firefly light. A rare sunny day seemed to me a holiday.
I brought the dagger, put on boots gold cheap, and quietly walked to the south of the camp, Alterac Mountains, summer, every leaf green crystal on the head by mountains and the branches cut down every a sky too hideous blue. I can not find the footprints when depressed to also look at the road traveled less than when.
Really, who come here from afar?
Through the cul-de-sac of the Silverpine Forest was in the darkest of the night before dawn, a bunch of starlight silver needle-like pierce the night projected on the end of the road, clear air anomalies and the cool earth wind blowing through my forehead.
Lordaeron, who is a young city, flood everyone with its bustling, with its well – being trapped everyone. Until one day, I suddenly lost it like to lose half of my life.
Kayla waiting for me at the end of the camp, the man has been thin, almost transparent, as if ready to be gods stole in general. He sat on a tree stump, looking back, saw me smile.
I sat down at his side wow gold kaufen, already familiar with each other for too long, the mind already knows quite well.
I nodded.
Do not go do not go do not go Do not leave me my love … but I have one word would not come, love can not stop death, like the fire can not light up the dark.
So I just quietly sitting at his side, under the shade of the sound of cicadas called, ear, summer soil heat quietly transpiration.
He always mention those old comrades in arms, always talking about Tyr’s Hand and Stratholme precarious front, his sword still in hand, although he had no strength to lift it.
His brow slightly stretch the I nodded, and agree with him.
That night my horse bolted, to accompany my many years of war riding is not the final down in the souls of the sword, but fell to the arrows of the hands of the defenders of Tyre, although it is night, I heard that kind of atmosphere, I feel get the kind of evil. I know what they become, but Kayla, I am a single word can not be said.
He had to kill me with one hand.
Now, I did not wish the sentence might kill him.
falls on his micro-collapse of the shoulder, high and mighty as if Phoenix.
He shook his head.
I understand what he meant.
The Fordring occupy Hearthglen, I do not think he would provide assistance to the Scarlet Crusade in Tirisfal, he and his knights are righteous people, has already announced that we follow the demons of evil.
I hugged him and buried her face in his arms, he hugged me on the shoulder, weakness fingers, bony chest. Dying, because the demon powers of his body being eaten, I have almost worn more than taking Crusaders to camp the wind to pick Nakai La, but they only allow him to live in the most edge of the tent.
I can not answer him, I remained silent, the tears shed, but the cheek.
I do not know, Kyra wow eu gold, I really do not know, so we created an army, you do not know the Grand Crusader is the devil, we are the devil created the army, no matter what we look forward to love what hate what I can not imagine that the devil Scarlet Crusade, because we are created out of.
still love it. I reached for Mosa Zhao his face.
Then his hand slipped down from my hair, drawn to the body side, motionless.
The tears blurred my eyes, I kissed Keira kiss him getting cold fingers and still warm lips, I saw the eyes of the stubborn he is still slightly opened, the pair have amber and clear eyes gradually cast the mist, but still stubbornly look in the direction of Lordaeron, King City.
I is not Lordaeron.
My home is in the Alterac Mountains, where spend months and years of aristocratic civil war, there are snowy and windy winter. Encounters Kyra that I was fourteen years old, carrying a dagger and his brother on the battlefield gold sellers, my Lord Perenolde, but now do not remember that his enemy is a lord.
On the battlefield, I met Kayla.
Lordaeron mercenary, he laughed at our troops, said the the Alterac women and children to participate in the civil war between the aristocratic, perhaps the Lord of adults should let his wife personally waving a rolling pin to play.
I stood up to challenge him.
He said he does not duel and a woman.
I told him it would make him killed, and then I waved my sword rushed to.
That a We played for a long time, man’s physical strength eventually lasting than women, and he won me, and I wrestled to the ground, forced kissed me.
One of my knee in between his legs.
Many years later, we all argue that end, he said, with his sword to win me, and I insist on the last lie he get up on the ground … In short those days become a dash of color in our lives. At that time, the the Alterac sky still clear, while the still bustling Lordaeron predicament.
My father does not agree that I am married to one of wild mercenaries, but when he let my daughter pick up the sword, I like the Mustang like torn off and he and his mother put the bridle. End, he flew into a rage trying to get me to get out of the house.
I rode a stolen horse, and Keira gallop along the Luodan Mill Lake. When the starlight as if ice floating down the ground, the moon low-hanging forest, and the two of us rode side by side, laughter is the night wind swept away secretly. He took me to many places, we went through the Dalaran tower road through Silverpine Forest trails, through Tirisfal forest … Ultimately, we settled in to Burrell, he married me. in the church, the promise of divine promise.
Plague the past year, Keira with a mercenary team set off, no longer the message, and I hold just one month old daughter is anxiously waiting for.
The prince came back. They said.
Nightmare on that day to come.
I still do not know why the plague killed my daughter, not me, as I still do not know why I live north of the monastery of the Holy Light to get there – then it is called the name alone, because of its walls has not yet been painted the color of blood.
Keira message, I know he and his mercenary team to go near Stratholme to suppress the souls, the odds are against us, they should have come back.
Looking down from the top of the hill of the monastery, Brill enveloped in a mass of haze, a monster run amok in the forest, the dead haunt, and I clenched my sword, kneeling in the church, made under oath.
I swear I will guard the living, to resist the souls, in order to flesh and blood I lost, homes and love, I will fight for this piece of tainted land, until it return to a bright day, and before that, I will not a wife, and daughter, not for the secular shake half. I will give my all, under the banner of Light and blood.
In that time, I do not know where this road leads to where.
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