Bronze Dragonshrine

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Displaced Time

((Gave it a spoiler tag just incase anyone hasn't done the Bronze Dragonshrine quest and doesn't want anything even remotely ruined. But its mainly my own take on the situation.))

Asilia dismounted from her nightsaber as the kaldorei caught sight of the bronze dragonshrine. It was such an odd site here in a snow covered landscape their was a small sandy desert. The shrine just seemed to ignore the weather that was outside of it since Asilia noticed a dramatic rise in temperature the moment her feet crossed the threshold into the shrine. Mirage noticed it as well, the green warpstalker letting out a disgruntled growl feeling the drastic temperature shift. Turning back to her mount Asilia simply whispered for the large cat to wait for her return.

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Descent into Madness: Part 4- The Bronze Dragonshrine

We made it to Dalaran. Words fail to describe the happenings of our journey, but his potential is indeed terrifying. I have not yet seen my fate altered in his hands. My attempts at refining may well be in vain, but I continue to work with him. I continue to teach and demonstrate what it means to be a Bronze, and also an elf. I continue to push him to let go of his anger, his hatred, and embrace this new life. I continue to impress upon him the importance of family and the nature of raising a child. I continue to remind him that Amina is not his enemy.

My love for my one and only son grows each day. I never thought it possible to embrace my own failure in this fashion, but this bond surpasses all I have experienced. I gladly give my life, so that my son may finally find himself in the heart of this mess. I give my life so he can see his mistakes, and grow into the role I abandoned to save him. All my hopes, all my dreams... lay in his hands.

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