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Aelwin Sinclair

It was pouring down rain on the night of where I lost my voice. I would rather have had my voice be drowned out by the downpour of the rain than lose it forever. Our party arrived at the ruins of Nym to study a tablet there for a necklace that I had gotten from my parents. The necklace, I believed, had ties to the Nym's secret in how they did so well with small squads with Marauders. How I was ever so wrong.

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Zhalàr
Author's Note: This story was written for a server writing contest on my then server (not Wyrmrest Accord) with the prompt of "Alterac Valley." That is why this story is specific to that battleground.

"Lose Some"

© 2007

Nasira stamped and snorted her disapproval, tossing her proud head with a jingle of tack and harness. Her breath fogged in the freezing air, wreathing her muzzle in a fine mist that de

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Zhalàr
"Nightmares"

© 2006



Panting, gasping for every sulfurous breath, the man traversed the nightmare landscape. His gait was not the easy, long-legged lope of a man accustomed to dancing for hours on end or distance running for pleasure. It was the ragged, panicked flight of a terrified animal.

Blood oozed from numerous shallow cuts and scrapes, each burning as sweat found those wounds. Ev

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Avalissa Sol'zoun

(One year after The Void Unravels)

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It was like waking up in a way. A slow, hazy return to consciousness; awareness floating to the surface through the darkened muck of sleep. But not exactly the same, no, because normally, with aware

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Avalissa Sol'zoun
[i]Tap. Tap. Taptap. Taptaptaptap.[/i]

Lissa's head snapped up. She was in the tavern. Lamb. Drumming her nails on the bar. Her head was swimming, the start of a migraine setting in. She didn't remember coming here, but it was empty on afternoons and she'd probably wanted to nab a drink before turning in her report at the offices.

She slid her coins across the bar and stood, grimacing as her vision swam. She should

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Avalissa Sol'zoun Jan 7 · Rate: 5 · Tags: character development
Leaf
"I don't have to tell you the story. You all know it, only two kinds of people are going to hide from the fight. Those that are already dead and those that are soon going to die."



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Pauleen Vernon
Eventually he will kill me. There will be a day when all the healers in the world can not mend my flesh, bind my bones, or hide the evidence. There will come a day when I am but ash. Will he then turn to Thomas as the subject of his rage? I've convinced myself that I am the problem, that he'd never do such a thing to the boy, but what if I am wrong? What if all this time I've spent pushing people away is a detriment to his health and well bein

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Pauleen Vernon
Hope is a finicky thing. It's something longed for, and so easily stolen. Another drink, he insisted. For almost twenty-four hours, part of me lingered on the offered drink and his insistence, romanticizing what that drink might be like while knowing full well I would be disappointed. I found him in the same tavern, occupied the same bar where we had met, and I watched him drown. Drunk by the time I got there with one woman wanting to shoot hi

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Threska Tetherfang Supporter
Another writing challenge prompt of the same name.


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Her wolves were the only thing keeping her sane and grounded as she struggled to pull herself from the nightmarish jaws of the Worgen. The dream was nothing but violent flashes of red and black and the cold blue eyes of a half-man, half-wolf abomination. The jaws snapped inches

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