Foresaken Heart
Lost
I don’t know how long I spent wondering around the undercity,
after lady Sylvanas let me out of the dungeon. I didn’t eat or even
sleep for days on end, my thought swam over and over of the night
I lost my beloved rogue.
While wondering near the trade district, exhaustion finally
caught up to me, forcing me back to the room the dark lady
provided for me.
Collapsing on the bed not even caring that the door was open, I
slipped into the blessed darkness letting it take me into the arms
of rest for the first time since arriving in this strange city.
At some point during my rest, the covers were pulled over me and
the door to my room was closed, I could hear someone in my room
but was still too tired to care.
A gentle tune reached me in my slumber, reminding me of the one
my mother use to hum to me. I remembered my beloved sister, strong
and brave she was, I don’t know what happened to her, she and the other
rangers were slain during the siege on silvermoon or so I heard.
But somehow the more I listened to that tune, the more It reminded me of her,
my sister lady Windrunner. Cracking a eye open I could make out a defiantly
famine form, my eyes shot open in shock, for there sitting in a chair next to my
bed was none other then my sister.
“Silvea? Is it really you?” or should I say Sylvanas, “your lady Sylvanas?” I
questioned, she only nodded and moved over to me, pulling me into her arms
she held me close and I began to weep.
All the years of loneliness, sadness, and pain came pouring out as I held onto
the only person that in my entire life besides daniel, that had ever cared about
me.
My sister held me letting me cry, while trying to sooth my tears away. I cried
until weariness took me once again into the comforting darkness, the last thing
I felt before passing out was my sister kissing the top of my head before leaving
me to rest.
I cant really remember a time when I didn’t feel so completely alone, the world of
awake called to me, as much as I wanted to stay in the darkness that was strangly
comforting to me, I could no longer ignore the call.
Opening my eyes I let the blurriness subside before trying to rise from my bed,
standing on shaking legs, I stumbled our from my room only to run into something
or someone that was very solid.
“Im sorry I didn’t see you” I blurted out before something gently grabbed my arm
and helped me to my feet, “its ok, don’t think anything about it baby” the rogue
said before winking at me as he walked past (baby?) The only person who ever
called me that was?!?!
OH MY GOD!! I turned in shock to find the person or rather now undead person
that haunted my dreams and very thoughts. “Daniel?” I said to him, the rogue turned
and answered “yes, what can I help you with beautiful?” he said, sauntering towards
me, too shocked to think I grabbed his arm and hauled him into my room.
For some reason that was beyond me, he didn’t try to fight as I pulled him into
my room and shutting the door behind us, walking over to the now confused rogue
blushing a color of bright red, I said “the reason why I pulled you into my room is,
(pausing a moment) may I look at your chest please?, its important”
he nodded and pulled open this tunic and shirt revealing a blue tinted chest with a
huge scar running across it, (IT IS HIM!) After confirming what I thought I dropped
to my knees and started to sob.
The undead rogue now not only confused, but now scared because of my reaction to
him, pulled me into his arms and tried desperation to will my tears away, he hummed
and gently rocked me while whispering “its ok baby, im here now please don’t cry”
hearing those words for the first time in what seemed like centauries, helped soothe
away my tears.
I could only hang limply in his arms as he carried me over to my bed, as the rogue
laid me down he removed my shoes and pulled the covers over me. “Get some
sleep baby, we will talk about what happened later, once you’ve had some rest”
sighing I nodded and let sleep take me once more.
TBC..........................................