Way back when, I tried to write some WoW fiction. I never finished. This is the untold story
(Read the previous entry here or refer to the Fiction Index for a full listing.) “I will admit, boy, you have lasted far longer than I anticipated.” The Shadow Demon was hovering over Corrigan. “Don’t think for a moment that I’m disappointed. The longer you resist, the more I get to play with you.” Corrigan
(Read the previous entry here or refer to the Fiction Index for a full listing.) Sylphine has paused for an extended period of time. She adjusts the candle, picks a stray thread from the hem of her robe, almost as if unwilling to go on with the story. Finally, taking a deep breath, she continues
(Read the previous entry here or refer to the Fiction Index for a full listing.) I suppose my childhood was a normal one. Dad worked with a trading caravan, running supplies to Lakeshire and other nearby cities. Mom stayed home with Rina and I. We were happy, living in our small house in Old Town.
(Read the previous entry here or refer to the Fiction Index for a full listing.) Bells. Again with the bells. Although, this time, Corrigan could not only hear them, but see them as well, for the bells were tolling within his skull. After what seemed like hours, the pain subsided to the point where Corrigan
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