Oct 26, 2020
#AnduinArtober Day 21: Snake. He could feel it flowing through him, the darkness snaking around his arm, down to his fingertips. The power sought to consume him, but he would not allow it. It was a tool, his to control.
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#AnduinArtober Day 21: Snake. He could feel it flowing through him, the darkness snaking around his arm, down to his fingertips. The power sought to consume him, but he would not allow it. It was a tool, his to control.
#AnduinArtober Day 24: Shadow. No story today, just another take on Shadow Priest Anduin.
#AnduinArtober Day 23: Noble. It felt like every time he left the Keep, a noble would spot him like a hawk. The next thing Anduin knew, they’d be pressuring him into marriage. He figured he’d find the right person eventually, but it would be his choice and only when he was ready.
#AnduinArtober Day 11: Wings. On occasion, Anduin would hear someone exclaim, “Isn’t he angelic!” as he rode along the streets of Stormwind atop Reverence. He’d turn bright red, confused. Had he sprouted wings? Looking in a mirror, he saw only a tired man staring back. No angel.
#AnduinArtober Day 16: Sacred. Anduin had so many duties, and he solemnly accepted the burden of each one with quiet resolve. These smaller duties amounted to one sacred charge he held above all: to protect the people of the Alliance.
#AnduinArtober Day 18: Roots. The Wrynn family legacy was well known, but Anduin sometimes wondered if he truly knew his roots. The only blood relative he had was his father, and now he had no one. All he ever knew were stories that felt like legends, but he treasured each one.
#AnduinArtober Day 10: Mask. Jerek sat in his favorite corner of the tavern, quietly watching the other patrons. No one recognized him, and aside from a few friendly and drunken people saying hello on the way to the bar, no one noticed him. It was like wearing a mask of normalcy.
#AnduinArtober Day 8: Liquid. Anduin took a sip of the Dalaran red, and laid his head back. He closed his eye as the warmth from the wine enveloped him. The sound of the thunderstorm made him feel like he was underwater, floating in the liquid darkness. It was quite meditative.