Oh, Those Days of Wine and Roses…Back To Work


Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author.

January 13th

Dear Journal,

I will have to admit that I am extremely depressed this morning as I sit here and write in this journal because I am back in Panderia and my family is in Shattrath.  At least I hope that Amyn and the boys will be safe there and will be able to have some kind of normal life without the stresses encroaching on them too much from this war.  I want them to be safe and happy even if I am not able to join them for a long time, unless I can make other arrangements, I won’t be home until Summer.

Faendra has decided that she will be staying in Orgrimmar because she feels that the work will keep her mind occupied and she won’t have to think about other things, like what is going on in Panderia with her boyfriend and, I hope, with her brother.  She was adamant in the fact that she wasn’t going to let the dangers of living in Orgrimmar to force her out, she has already been forced out of the one home that she love in Dalaran and she won’t let it happen again.  I guess she came by that red hair honestly because she was actually furious with me for even suggesting that she move back to Silvermoon.  Not that I blame her that much because I know how Silvermoon can be sometimes and it isn’t all that pleasant.  To be honest, I think one of her reasons for staying in Orgrimmar is that she knows that Dawnglory will be making frequent trips to the city and she is in hopes that she can try to repair or continue on with the relationship that she feels like that they have.  She’s being very stubborn about this whole thing and there is nothing that I can say or do to make her understand that she could be in for a broken heart if she pursues him too hard.

I did take Amyn and the younger boys to the Faire last night before I had to come back to Panderia.  It was fun and to watch those two scamps run amuck and just have fun like all children should have made Amyn and I feel happy for them, at least for now.  I swear that they can get into more trouble in a short amount of time without really trying to do it.   I asked Amyn if Kal and Vash were like these two and she just started laughing and told me that they were even worse because they felt like they had to prove themselves all of the time.  I don’t think they had the canon at the Faire back then, however, these two little guys know how to work it where they only have to use one ticket and they both get shot out at the same time – scary as anything I have ever seen on a battlefield.

Apparently, one will make the ticket attendant pay attention to them by asking all kinds of ridiculous questions and the other one will slip up behind the attendant and get into the canon.  I wonder if they either thought about the fact that the one sneaking around might get stuck in the canon with a Tauren?  Oh, that could be painful and not to mention, a full grown Tauren can pack a mean punch when they are angered. Amyn and I caught them doing this and paid the attendant for the “free” ride that they were getting out of it and I think Amyn took them behind the tent and did more than talk to them because they were looking rather shamefaced and were rubbing their backsides when they came back.

I know that we both laughed until we cried and some of their antics and fishing them out of the water after their canon rides was just part of it.  We all took a turn on the merry-go-round with the two little guys fighting over the murloc to see which one would get to ride it first.  Of course, this was causing a scene and Amyn yanked them off the ride until they could behave like civilized people and not little street urchins.  Of course, while she was disciplining them, I hopped on the murloc and rode it around too because it’s my favorite mount on the ride.  Naturally, I got the crusty looks of the boys and the stern look from my wife for not setting a good example. Hey!! I’m not going into my second childhood, I never got out of the first one yet and that ride is fun.

We actually spent a lot of time just walking around and watching the people at the Faire.  I know that I saw quite a few Panderian there last night which was really kind of refreshing.  Actually, I saw quite a few families there last night.  You could always tell the soldiers there with their families because they looked like they were having a good time, while their laughter seemed a bit hollow because they had their minds on the things going on in Panderia.  I hope my laughter didn’t sound quite that bad because I was genuinely having a great time with the kids and my wife.

Of course, Amyn and I walked around and got our fortunes told and we’ve decided that with the news the Fortune Teller told us that we are going to step up the tea taking quite a bit.  Not that I wouldn’t mind having more children, however, now is not the time to bring a new life into a world that is so unsettled. 

I know that Amyn and I both blushed red as can be when the Fortune Teller said that we were going to be welcoming a new member into the family because we had taken some liberties while the boys were eating to slip off into a side tent and took some private pleasures with one another.  See, even parents like a quickie now and again.  I’ll admit that it made me feel like a young kid again, going after his forbidden fruit, and I know that Amyn enjoyed it as much as I did.

I don’t know how those kids can eat so much of that fried food but they sure can pack it in.  Amyn and I both laughed at them when we were heading back to Shattrath because they were complaining about how much their stomachs hurt.  Oh, we ate our fill of the greasy fare because it does taste wonderful in that atmosphere.

We walked around holding hands as openly at the Faire as we once did in Dalaran.  Of course, we got some odd looks from a few people and only had one drunken fellow try to make a scene, however, his friends hauled him off and away from us after they apologized for his behavior.  I think that one of them may have actually been one of the fellows under my command in Panderia.  I hope that this incident doesn’t cause problems when I get back to Panderia.

I will have to admit that we had to have looked like a family there especially with me carrying the youngest one around on my shoulders so that he wouldn’t wander off and get lost.  He reminds me a lot of Vashlan because he will get so distracted from things that he will often times just get lost from the rest of the family.  Of course, Amyn and I have discussed the fact that maybe there might be something to this High Elf business on both sides of the family, however, it would be a bit awkward to have two mages in the family. We’ll have to wait and see how things go as the kid grows up, he does have a great aptitude with a bow though, maybe he’s just a little dreamer too, that can happen.  Look at Dawnglory, he writes poetry and draws but that hasn’t stopped him from being one fine Ranger.

We actually stayed at the Faire until they shot off the final fireworks, listened to the music and started watching the lights closing down on the fairway.  I know the two boys were worn out and Amyn was actually a bit tired too.  So, hopefully, they will get to come to the Faire while I’m away, I did tell Amyn that I thought it was good for them to get away from Shattrath once in a while.

We made our way back to Shattrath and got the two boys put into their beds after making them at least wash up a little bit.  Of course, I couldn’t separate them from some of their prizes that they had won, even though they were a bit sticky and dirty.  I’m sure that Amyn will make sure that that gets taken care of today after I’m gone.

I had packed all of my belongings that I was taking back to Panderia before we left for the Faire because I didn’t want to be pressed for time when we got home.  Amyn and I wanted some time alone to spend as husband and wife.  Yes, we made some passionate love for a while and just lay there holding one another.  She didn’t want me to leave and I didn’t want to go but we both knew what would happen if I didn’t show up when my leave was over.  No, she wouldn’t want me to go to prison for being a deserter either.  I was able to slip out of the house without waking her up because I didn’t want to see her eyes filled with tears and I didn’t want to say “good-bye” – I know there is always a chance that I might not ever be back but I don’t want to see the pain in her eyes when I leave.

I’ll admit that I didn’t even stop at the command center for very long when I got back, just signed in and told the young fellow at the desk that I was heading over to Halfhill to unpack some of my stuff and check on the farm, however, I would be back for the briefing this morning.

I will have to admit that coming back to Panderia in the pre-dawn hours was almost mind boggling.  The skies seem so clear, the air so much fresher than anything I have ever felt.  Yes, it was cold and the kite ride was exhilarating in its usual way, however, I had time to sit there and just take in the beauty of this land.   No wonder my son has just fallen in love with the place and will probably want to settle here when the war is over.  Can’t say that I blame him and part of me is sorely tempted to do the same.

I’m just sitting here and reflecting back over some of the things that have happened with Amyn and I.  We’ve had some beautiful children together and the romance hasn’t seemed to have dissipated as far as I am concerned.  She always gets that little girl look on her face when I bring her those white roses that she loves and a bottle of wine – it’s not always a thing for sex.  Sometimes, I just bring her the things to watch her smile.   Oh, those days of wine and roses, long before we ever had children – those were days that I will cherish for the rest of my life – we had such freedom back then.

I know that Dawnglory asked me once if I ever regretted mating and finally marrying Amyn and I had to tell him without blinking an eye that I thought it was probably the best thing I ever did in my life.  He just looked at me a little bit perplexed and shook his head as he smiled.  I don’t know if he believed me or not but it’s how I feel.  I don’t regret anything concerning Amyn and the boys – they are why I fight.

Yes, they are why I fight.  My wife may be a member of the other faction and my sons may be half-breeds, however, I fight so that there might someday be peace for both factions and we can have something to live for. 

Well, time to slide back into my armor and head back to the camp.  I still have the majority of this day off but I’ll be using that to get caught up with the paperwork that I am sure is on my desk there.  I wonder what kind of adventures have been happening while I was gone?

Fnor Morningstar


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