Then Garance leaves the room. She comes back with a small package and the type of dangerous smile you put on when you’re about to do something bad.
I’ve been hiding for my entire life, but that’s about to end.
These new heroes would live forever in the post-launch Azeroth, eventually becoming binary representations of the hopes and dreams of thirteen million mortal human beings.
Don’t they care that Robin is dead?!
As they waited, they heard the telltale whistle of a mortar round — faint at first, but growing louder with every second.
We roll around on the green, our stomachs turning because we speed bagged our testicles. Again, we can’t stop laughing.
Lightning flickers around faraway mountaintops, thunder plays a sweeter symphony with the rain’s percussive accompaniment. Nature’s music overwhelms me; the beauty in it has escaped me for my first decade of life.
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