*Some coarse and blunt language within – if you get easily offended by that sort of thing, don’t read it.*
Well, it has been damned long time since I’ve written in my journal, however, I thought it was time to break it out again and write down some of this nonsense, just in case I get hit in the head or something.
Just to back up a bit, Faendra, my dim-witted sister, ran away from Orgrimmar before the rebellion kicked off to its bullshit. Okay, she ran way because she didn’t want to get married to that silly mage that Fnor had picked out for her, can’t say that I blame her either because sometimes male mages can be more effeminate than us girls. The real reason she took off was because that she was still carrying the torch for Dawnglory, plain and simple. We all spent fucking months looking for her when we had the chance, however, I will admit that Ty and I didn’t exactly bust our humps trying to find the little bitch.
I got a letter this morning here in Vale from my brother telling me that he had found her at the Faire. Well, of all the places that she might go and want to be hidden away – told you she wasn’t all that fucking bright. Anyway, he’s all thrilled at having found her and has moved her back into the house in Silvermoon City. Of course, that means she’s back in the business again too, which is fine with me as long as she does an honest day’s work. Oh, the sad thing is that Fnor thinks she’s changed, that she won’t be the selfish, self-centered spoiled brat that she once was. Okay, if that’s what you want to believe Big Brother, that’s fine. However, I think that the poor fellow is going to be in for a real rude awakening.
If she’s changed, there has to be a magical switch somewhere that got flipped. Oh, you know the fucking one I’m talking about – the one that flips and “Poof! You’re not a fucking Death Knight, you’re a real live woman again that can shoot rainbows out her ass and have farts that smell like roses!”
Oh, Fnor, I wish to hell I was close enough to you geographically because I would fucking shake you like a tambourine until you realized that Fae isn’t going to change, she’s just learned how to hide things better. I know that girl, she’s my sister and for her to change would be like Dalaran falling from the sky in Northrend. Nope, she’s not changed.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I love my sister almost as much as I love Ty and Fuzzbutt, however, after the stunts she’s pulled in the past, I can’t say that I like her much as a person. Part of the reason she is like she is was because my dear brother just spoiled her rotten by giving her everything that she ever wanted in her life. Why? She got the best education that money could buy and she never lacked for the material things and they always had to be the best. No, I’m not jealous, far from it, I’m sad for her because she has never learned the true value of anything.
Of course, he also mentions that he is leaving for a few weeks to spend some time with Amyn in Nagrand and to expedite the business in Shattrath which will be our main base of operations, I guess. He says that he will be keeping the business open in Silvermoon, however, it will be a secondary front to the one Shattrath. Well, honestly man, why in the hell would you leave Fae in Silvermoon while you go off and take care of business, both personal and professional? He really must be living in a fool’s paradise to have left her on her own in Silvermoon. Does he think that she is just going to go back to her life like it was there after all of the shit she has done? I hope to fuck that Zippie keeps everything locked up at the office and warehouse because I’m sure that Miss Thing will get a case of “I want” and will clean the cash out.
I suppose that I should be jumping for joy at the idea that my sister is back in the fold, however, a part me is happy that she is safe and sound and part of me is just groaning inwardly. Life was just starting to settle down again after she took off and now, she’s back. I guess that Ty and I should fucking pack up and head to Silvermoon to see her, however, it ain’t gonna fuckin’ happen. Yes, I would like to see her, however, I just want to slap the shit out of her for what she put us all through. She has no idea that her taking off like that at the time that she chose had our brother damned near sick to death with worry.
Ty knew I had gotten a letter from my brother and was curious about what was going on since we rarely get written correspondence from him. I told him about Fae being back and all that, he just rolled his eyes and looked at me and chuckled. He knows as well as I fucking do that my brother is being a twit and that things are going to get interesting with the family again. No, he doesn’t want to leave Pandaria anymore than I do because we’ve got shit going on, we have our own lives up here and we’ve finally saved enough money to where we can get a farm in Halfhill and build a house. Nope, we’re not going back.
I’ll just cool my heels here and wait to hear from the Princess herself. If she wants to renew our relationship, she’s going to have to work for it, even if she is my sister. I did everything in my power to help her before she took off – I explained to her multiple times that her infatuation with Dawnglory was just that and nothing more – the man does not love her that way, he thinks more of her like a sister because he’s watched her grow up just as he has his own sister, Felessa. Why can’t she just fucking see that and get on with her life?
I hope that I run into Dawnglory the next time I go to the market or I might even stop by his farm to make sure that he knows that Faendra is back in the picture. Damn, the news is probably going to sit him down his ass because she made his life a living hell to where he actually started dispatching his contracts and materials in to the shop instead of carrying them in because he didn’t want to see Faendra. Oh, besides, I want to see the new baby, she is just so small and she looks just like Dawnglory, he’d be hard pressed to try to deny her parentage. I like his woman too, has a good head on her shoulders and doesn’t take shit from anyone.
Well, it’s time for Ty and I to head back to Halfhill and finish up the negotiations on the farm. Hopefully, by the end of today, we’ll be proud landowners. Oh yeah, it’s going to be great to have a place to call our own and one where we can just relax and be ourselves.