Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author
Well, I will have to admit that I did wake up in a better frame of mind this morning than I have in many months. I had gotten some very good news in my mail last night that I wasn’t expecting and it partially pleased me and discouraged me a bit too.
It appears as though my wife has finally had enough of this separation nonsense and has started on her journey to Draenor or she may already be here after I noticed the date on the letter. Sometimes it takes a little bit longer for the smuggled mail to make it to me and that’s understandable, at least it was unopened. Zippie has her own way of disguising mail with her monthly reports, so, I’m sure a couple of the days that it was delayed was while she was finishing up some of her weekly reports that she was sending to me. Anyway, I got the letter and I will have to admit that I almost shouted with the joy of the news because I have missed my woman more than I thought could be even possible.
I know that Amyn and I had discussed her following me to Draenor and my thought was that we wouldn’t be here that long and that it would be a lot easier for me to get the leaves from the Garrison that it has turned out to be. All of these months of serving here have taught me that nothing is as it seems, at least in my mind’s eye. I hope that the Alliance is a little bit more prepared to allow its troops to travel back and forth to their home world than the Horde appears to be at this time. I now that I have been putting in requests for leave for the last two months and each time I get a letter back telling me how important my position is here in Draenor and that my presence is very much required.
At least I hope that Amyn is in Shadowmoon Valley for a while and I can get over there without being encumbered with troops on a scouting mission. I know that it is really something that the higher-ups frown on a the Commanders taking off on missions of their own, however, if we don’t do that, we’d end up sitting in the Garrisons and filling out some paperwork that a clerk could do very easily. Anyway, I’ll try to get word to her as soon as I can, once I can figure out where she might be stationed so that we can get together for some long deserved time. I know where Kaldor is stationed and I have been able to send him a letter once in a while and he has responded, so, I know that it’s possible to get the mail through those lines.
I know that I am just happy knowing that my wife is on the same continent now and that betters the chances of us seeing one another. I know it sounds selfish, however, I have missed her so much that there were times that I felt like take a leave without permission and to hell with the consequences. Oh yes, I do take my oaths to the Regent Lord seriously and my oath to the Horde seriously, however, there are limits as to how much I am going to give up when it comes to my family – I don’t see how keeping men away from their loved ones like this is going to keep the morale high enough to accomplish all of the things that we are supposed to be doing while we’re in Draenor.
I know that it is supposedly Spring somewhere in this Light Forsaken place, however, someone forget to let the calendar know about here in Frostfire Ridge. When I woke up this morning, the stove in my little hut by the garden had gone out and I was freezing things that shouldn’t be frozen when I crawled out from under the furs. I will admit that the coldness doesn’t seem to be affecting the garden, however, it does affect my Sindorei body a bit more than I would have thought sometimes. I have to chuckle here because it could be from my age or something too, however, I don’t want to dwell on that too much either. One would have thought that it would stay warmer here in the cavern with the lava pool so close by, however, I know that the wind whips through here quite a bit sometimes in the wee hours of the morning.
I know I’m sitting here in the main hall just kind of grinning like a fool to myself about the fact that there might be a chance that I will be seeing Amyn soon. It feels like a holiday that hasn’t happened yet and I know that I am just anxiously awaiting the meeting. Just to see that smile of hers and those glowing eyes, it makes me almost tremble with delight. I know she has missed me too if the words in her letter that hinted at such things that the two of us could do together when we are reunited.
Well, I don’t let Dawnglory know about Amyn’s getting here just yet because he is just being miserable with his separation from Romy, especially since he knows that she’s pregnant with his second child. I never thought that the man would get that crazy about one woman and how much he would dote on his daughter, much less, just pining away for the arrival of his second child. I just hope that he thinks a good long time before he does anything stupid, like just taking off and going back to Halfhill without proper leave credentials. Sometimes I can control his emotions and sometimes I just have to walk away because he has stubborn streak that makes my own look like a passing phase.
So much for sitting here filling out paperwork, it’s time for me to get off my backside and get Pan moving so that we can take one of our many walks around the Garrison and head out to do some work of our own. I know I won’t make it to the Valley today, however, there are some areas here in Frostfire that have peaked my interest of late with the influx of more ogres.