I dreamed about it last night, the plague. It doesn't really bother me, and I rarely ever dwell back to my past life. It seems like such a distant memory that in fact it feels like I never was quite fully alive. However, I was born and raised in Lordaeron. I lived on a little farm, raised chickens, sheep, and a few horses. I look back on that time quite fondly. I had friends. We would gather at the tavern some nights to dance, drink, and sing until late in the evening.
I remember becoming interested in magic, and eventually I wanted to study in Dalaran. A few friends and myself would travel to the Hillsbrad Foothills once or twice a month when we could spare. We loved the town of Southshore. Life on the coast was much different from our farm lives, and many people from Dalaran would often frequent the shops and tavern there. I also met an extremely good friend there. It has been so many years that he doesn't even seem like he was ever a real person. He was the first boy to have a special place in my heart. His hair was much fairer than mine, and he had eyes that were darker than the darkest nights. We would ride horses, go swimming in the cool lakes, and even spend nights out under the stars. I would always look forward to seeing him and his family when I visited Southshore.
Eventually I was able to start visiting Dalaran and borrowing some of the magical books to take home with me to look over. I was definitely looking forward to eventually moving away from my little farm life, and begin my training as a mage. I was also looking forward to being able to see my friend a lot more. We even talked about eventually starting a life of our own together someday. Sadly, I never got the opportunity to do any of that as the plague struck not too long after. I lost my family, my friends, and my love. It's painful to think about it, and that's possibly why I never wrote about it before.
I wasn't able to gather many items from my past, but I do have some things. I have a few photos, trinkets, and random items that I keep in a box in my bank. I decided to pour over some of them today. These were some of the last photos taken of myself in Southshore. He took them, and I don't think I've ever looked happier.
|*Scribbled on the back*|
V my love,
I can't wait until you move to Hillsbrad, and we can be together more. I'm so proud of your studies, and I know you will become a powerful mage someday.