It has been quite some time since I last heard from my son or Mister Flamewreath.  I try not to be concerned, as it is not unusual for Krestin to seem to have dropped off the face of Azeroth, but... it is difficult.  I hear rumblings.  Rumors.  I overhear talk of Dalaran.  Luminaran hears it too, and he frets himself to distraction.  More than once ( Read more... )

I went back.

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