Next to the Waterfall
The grass by the Mage Tower was empty. Elaxin stopped short, scanning…
The grass by the Mage Tower was empty. Elaxin stopped short, scanning…
Soren hadn’t meant to interfere. He’d been moving along the edge of…
By the third day, Elaxin stopped pretending it was a coincidence. His…
The fire was low, by design. Kespan liked it that way —…
He told himself it had been a coincidence. Stormwind was large, but…
Gilneas burned quietly. Not the roaring inferno of a battlefield, but the…
Keslana stood at the edge of the city with her bow slung…
He noticed her because she didn’t quite belong. Stormwind’s Mage District was…
Somewhere in Azeroth, tucked on a shelf out of sight, there is…