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I've finally settled her down to sleep... Tonight has been hectic, and after that attack on the Bluff I was scared when she was hurt. But afterwards, the look on her face was just something else... I never thought someone would be so impressed with that jumble I call home.
Later... we had a fight after we talked a bit about things but we've made up and now she's safe next to me and I won't let anything hurt her. Not while I'm here. Not while I can fight.
These attacks have made me think of so much more of late. They remind me of the invasion, in a certain way. They remind me that I can do something. To see the relief on a stranger's face, just because you've helped them is one of the greatest sights anyone can see...but sometimes I wish fate had been kind and made me a Tauren, instead of an elf. But then I push it from my mind and tell myself that if I hadn't been to all the places I've been and done all that I've done, then there would be a few souls on this world that much worse. Things happen for a reason.
At least I keep telling myself that.
I hope this ends soon. I want her to be happy. I can do that for her. Maybe I can start thinking of retiring from active Field-Work. I know enough people and have enough of a reputation with my engineering that we could live comfortably, and I would be able to leas the Dawnstriders still, if I wanted to. I'll ask her tomorrow about it. I'm sick of fighting. There's enough blood on my hands to stain my soul for a hundred lifetimes.
The stars look rather bright tonight.
They're beautiful.
Later... we had a fight after we talked a bit about things but we've made up and now she's safe next to me and I won't let anything hurt her. Not while I'm here. Not while I can fight.
These attacks have made me think of so much more of late. They remind me of the invasion, in a certain way. They remind me that I can do something. To see the relief on a stranger's face, just because you've helped them is one of the greatest sights anyone can see...but sometimes I wish fate had been kind and made me a Tauren, instead of an elf. But then I push it from my mind and tell myself that if I hadn't been to all the places I've been and done all that I've done, then there would be a few souls on this world that much worse. Things happen for a reason.
At least I keep telling myself that.
I hope this ends soon. I want her to be happy. I can do that for her. Maybe I can start thinking of retiring from active Field-Work. I know enough people and have enough of a reputation with my engineering that we could live comfortably, and I would be able to leas the Dawnstriders still, if I wanted to. I'll ask her tomorrow about it. I'm sick of fighting. There's enough blood on my hands to stain my soul for a hundred lifetimes.
The stars look rather bright tonight.
They're beautiful.