Time Is Standing Still…

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

 

August 8th

Dear Journal,

I feel as if I can’t awaken myself from a dream and that time is currently standing still for me.  Oh, I can move around and go about my daily duties and do all of the things that are expected of me, however, there is no feeling of time progressing, it’s as if we’re all stuck on a treadmill and will be doing the same tasks into eternity.  Rather depressing when you stop and think about it, however, that’s how I feel currently.

I know that I was absolutely delighted and thrilled that my wife had made the journey to Draenor and I knew roughly where she was and we have actually a way of staying in touch with one another with no one being the wiser.  Of course, it does require a bit more danger and more travel time for me, however, just to know that she is here is enough to make my heart lighten a bit – the loneliness has been the worst I’ve ever experienced.  Could be that my age is finally catching up with me or that I am finally getting to the point that I only want one particular woman in my life.

I know that my son is probably pretty happy that his Mother is here even if that means she is going to be scrutinizing his relationship endlessly and making her thoughts known as only Amyn can.  Poor Kal, I know that he is playing coy and not wanting to make a full commitment with Kae just yet, however, I know that Amyn wants him to settle down as a good Kaldorei should – however, the poor kid has a lot of Sindorei  blood in him, which might make that rather difficult for a while longer.  I wonder how many times Kal and I both have heard Amyn say “You’re just like your Father!”  when she is displeased with something that Kal has done.  Ah well, Kal has proven to me that he is his own man and that he will know when he wants to do certain things in his life.  I know that he has no trouble making a commitment when it comes to doing his duty, it’s his personal commitments that seem to be the ones that he is hesitant in doing – some things are for “life” and some things change.  Kal is still a fairly young man and I would hate to see him make a commitment to something if he is not ready for it – Amyn and I have had some rather heated arguments  about this and from our own history, she needs to realize what is involved.

I know that I have actually kind of fallen in love with the atmosphere and the appearance of Shadowmoon Valley and would like to spend more time in the area with Amyn, however, there are so many Kaldorei there that it would be rather difficult to pull that off for an extended period of time.  I know that the people under my own command are always curious as to why I like to patrol Shadowmoon on my own rather than taking a company with me – I have taken a bodyguard with me occasionally, however, that has been a rarity.

I know taking the trip from the harshness of the weather presented in my Garrison to Shadowmoon Valley is definitely almost dreamlike in quality.  Frostfire is always letting me know that it is Horde way of life, the in your face cold, the weather going from freezing cold to blizzard conditions in the blink of an eye – it’s reminds me too much of the time I spent in Northrend chasing the scourge down.

 

I wonder how much longer we will be in Draenor?  I just get the feelings in my gut that we should be paying closer attention to what is going on at home because we have too many of our troops stationed here.  My mind and my heart keep telling me that I should be in Azeroth and not here pushing paperwork around like some clerk.

Fnor Morningstar

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