EdwynnStryker

Darkness is all that awaited her. All she can see is the inky nothingness before her. All she can feel is the cold embrace of death. Her memories slowly begin to fade into oblivion, thoughts slowly growing more and more simple. The final thing cohesive thought through her mind is: "Why have I not become a ghost?" before emptiness consumes her. ~~~ With a shock of pain, cold and wrongness, a Draenei bolts to a sitting position from her lain pose before, gasping for breath. Her pupil-less blue strain in the dim light of her surroundings, ears ringing subtly. Soon, words reach through to the ears of the exile, calm, somewhat reassuring words.