We’ve all heard the whisperings. The news. The word on the street. Other trolls who pass by you now give a knowing and inquisitive look.“Will you join us?” “Are you coming?” A troll in Dalaran sticks out like a sore thumb, but there they are. And they speak with their skin and with their tusks. I […]
Entries Tagged as 'Dalaran'
How soon is ‘now’?
June 4th, 2010 · No Comments · Finding genesis
Tags:cataclysm·Dalaran·Dauneth·heritage·home·return to the echo isles·work·zalazane
Clean, the cleanest I’ve been.
March 15th, 2010 · No Comments · Making ends meet
I have a bad habit of leaving my books everywhere but on my book shelf. And my clothing everywhere but inside of my dresser. This is either a throwback to when I was a child in a straw hut, or the inevitable curse of being a very busy, messy girl. I not only toss things […]
Tags:Dalaran
Senses.
January 12th, 2010 · No Comments · selfhood
Who, and what, am I? How do I describe myself. What words do I use first? Mage? Woman? Alchemist? Believer? Dreamer? I lay awake tossing and turning. Everything is in flux and I’m starting to feel it; a centripetal force pushing me forward. But to where? And what is the cause of it? I have […]
Traveled so far.
January 9th, 2010 · No Comments · Making ends meet
Life has been depressing these last few months. I found work creating potions in a Dalaran laboratory. Most of the time, the requests are simple. ‘I need something for my health’, or ‘I’ll take an order of Troll’s bloods, please’. It’s often formulaic grunt work that gets me into a conscious coma: ‘Work, work’ as […]
The business of being in business.
February 7th, 2009 · No Comments · Making ends meet
Now that I’m somewhat settled, I’d like to maintain this lifestyle. Right now I am dipping too far into my meager savings to continue living at this pace. The solution, of course, is to start work again, but I’ve hit a hurdle: It seems that as much as things change, they’ll always remain the same. […]
A new home?
February 2nd, 2009 · No Comments · Making ends meet
I have neglected to write, and for this I do feel guilty. I dug up this journal from a box that I’d stuffed many unused paraphernalia inside of, so it wasn’t readily available for me to write in. I have relocated to Dalaran for now. It is a wonder, really, that I am living in […]