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Once upon a time…that’s actually kind of a strange phrase, isn’t it? First of all, what is “a time”? The word “time” is jarring in this sort of context because it is an abstract noun used as a concrete.

They never knew it was coming. It was the last time they underestimated me. Last time they took me for granted. I tried to tell them, to warn them, but they went about their little lives giving no heed […]

Predawn glinted over the horizon, pale buttercream and blue and silvery clouds banishing the blacks and indigo blues of night. A few last defiant stars twinkled. Oranges and golds and bloody pinks began to streak […]

Nightpetal –

Cael snored.

It wasn’t the cute kind of snoring, either – it was the mouth open, tongue-lolling, drooly kind of snoring that only a worgen of Cael’s size could actually do; not loud, but insiste […]

Something was *wrong*.   Kun frowned as her sister scurried in and out of Cael’s tent. Well, partially. There had been smiles and jokes at first, nudges and winks, but when her sister didn’t rise to the jabs as […]

Nightpetal –   Cael snored.   It wasn’t the cute kind of snoring, either – it was the mouth open, tongue-lolling, drooly kind of snoring that only a worgen of Cael’s size could actually do; not loud, but insistent […]

[Found folded neatly and slipped into the Justicar’s cloak pocket:]   Dear Justicar   Enclosed is my report for the scouting shift and demon movement patterns in the Antoran Wastes.    There was an incident I bel […]

Tears…it seems that Gilneas is always crying, the people outside the wall weep for their lives, as the undead and worgen tore them apart, the people inside the walls weep for their lost friends and the slow […]

It was late evening. There was a party in full swing at Lady Ambrosine’s house, and by this point, most attendees were well past drunk. They were hopefully letting slip useful blackmail material or even outright t […]

[Written in careful, childlike writing, found in her motorcycle’s cupholder: a letter, written on a spare bit of paper.]   Joi,   Hello. This is Cael. I am writing to tell you thank you agien for the necklase. I […]

Dear Journal,
I took advantage of a social gathering with the Templars to finally show my face and meet so many of my fellow adventurers.  It was kind of nice to get out with other adults and not have to deal […]

The following proceeds WoW – Twilight (Idella), and took place some months ago. The following is based on an in-game roleplay between Idella and Ryo, transcribed and written from her point of view. ) […]

Cael stared at the egg and sighed, heavily.    The egg sat, innocuous, and did nothing. Thick shell, ivory splotched with green and mottled, hard to the touch, faintly warm- about the size of her helmet, say, e […]

See part one for previous here.   A few minutes later…   Fim was recovered and brought to the bridge to debrief Carmarthras.   “… so they set me down when they tried to force the door open, and that’s when I […]

Previous entry ‘Escape from hell’. http://templarsoftherose.net/trgn/journals/test-swtor-journal-3   (A great big thank you to Zetera for editing.)   Fimfink hated the bag.   It was stuffy, claustrophobic, bouncy […]

 Related: [WoW] Letters (Idella)
 
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Months ago, location unknown…
 
“You knew how this would end, dear.”
 
At Claret’s words, the welling tears in Idella’s eyes finally broke and fell. 
 
“Yes, I […]

The circular durasteel plate was lying several feet away from the lift that dropped into Hoth’s icy surface it had meant to be covering. It had been warped and streaked with gore like the entire opening of t […]

Previous entry here http://templarsoftherose.net/trgn/journals/post/1923     “Be strong my brother and sister Illidari.  The Felbreaker comes today… the Godess shows me the arrival, our captivity shall soon end,” […]