The prince stared at his motherâs final resting place, trying to control fresh tears that flowed. Varian found himself saying things without thought, not as the king of Stormwind, but simply as a father to a son.    âIt is good that you can cry over her, Anduin. I have never had that⊠strength.â They both stood for a few moments, looking at the grave of the person whose mutual love was their deepest connection, even deeper than blood.    âI miss her.â Anduin finally said.
haha idk what im doing with my life but i do know one thing for sure ive read blood of our fathers about 3 times over tonight
haha i laugh as i fist my own eye sockets














