Ballad of the Lightsworn

He sat there by the lake.  It was as it had been when he was young.  In his hand was a pole with the line already baited and cast.  He was fishing for their lunch.  He looked over his shoulder and saw the one he loved sitting there on a blanket with her sister, and his.  They were laughing and enjoying their day out of the city.  He smiled to himself and felt complete until he saw two little children splashing about in the shallows of the lake.

I fear that I am failing.  I cannot determine which tomes came from before or after the fall of Auchindoun.  I set them into stack, but the words are so similar.  The message appears to be the same.  But I feel somthing creeping upon me as I meditate upon them.  I feel as if I am being called there.  Has the madness within that place spread to me?

I must be strong.  I was told that I would be faced with hardship and torment.  This is why I sought the sanctuary of this isolated place.  I pray that I am able to overcome whatever is within these books.

So I have now sent her my final message to her.  In a way I feel a certain amount of closure.  I pray she will hear the words, though I do not believe I shall ever see her again.  Therefore I shall devote myself to my training.

I met with the prophet after I sent off the holocron crystal.  I spoke with him at some length and he felt that I am ready to move on to the next part.  He bequeathed to me several scroll that are far older than I am.  My plan is to now leave the city by tomorrow afternoon.

I had finished my business withing the human city of Stormwind.  On my last full day there I said a long good bye to my sister, and then Kor.  That evening as I was packing for my trip I had a visitor at my door.  It was some random person asking me to meet a young woman, who was concerned.  Out of sheer curiosity I went to the place I was informed and met the young lady who I had spoken to the night before.