Forsaken Love by Lucrena
Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 7:54 pm
Forsaken Love
Lucrena - December 11, 2005
In life Zxon was a powerful human priest, But I, I was nothing
but a slave Elf hunter consumed by work. It was a warm day in
Stormwind when or paths crossed, Me in my normal peasent cloths.
I was running errands for my master, and ran right into him. We
picked up the mageweave that had dropped and when our eyes met it
was an instant connection. But endless talks only that day my
heart longed for him.
We met everytime in Stormwind when I would pass though. knowing
our love will never be excepted, and elf and a human. A priest
and a hunter. My elf kin took me away and I never saw him again.
One cold day I remeber it like it was yesterday. I was gathering
leather for my master again, and a group of gnomes came down the
road laughing. As they drew closer one of the gnomes with pink
hair, held an orb in one hand and a jaw in the other and says
"silly human priest, I have stolen your orb and I will use your
jaw for an ashtray."
Later that night I was crying in the stables and this creature
came to me. Too scared to move, he gently loward me to the ground
as he slit my throat. Then I pulled my self up from the cold
ground, and I was forsakened. Killed by my one true love to arise
once again to be by his side.
It hurts a little
Lucrena - December 11, 2005
In life Zxon was a powerful human priest, But I, I was nothing
but a slave Elf hunter consumed by work. It was a warm day in
Stormwind when or paths crossed, Me in my normal peasent cloths.
I was running errands for my master, and ran right into him. We
picked up the mageweave that had dropped and when our eyes met it
was an instant connection. But endless talks only that day my
heart longed for him.
We met everytime in Stormwind when I would pass though. knowing
our love will never be excepted, and elf and a human. A priest
and a hunter. My elf kin took me away and I never saw him again.
One cold day I remeber it like it was yesterday. I was gathering
leather for my master again, and a group of gnomes came down the
road laughing. As they drew closer one of the gnomes with pink
hair, held an orb in one hand and a jaw in the other and says
"silly human priest, I have stolen your orb and I will use your
jaw for an ashtray."
Later that night I was crying in the stables and this creature
came to me. Too scared to move, he gently loward me to the ground
as he slit my throat. Then I pulled my self up from the cold
ground, and I was forsakened. Killed by my one true love to arise
once again to be by his side.
It hurts a little