A Good Day

Hmmm… Yesterday was very strange for me. I haven’t felt happy since.. Well when Dalaran fell. I was behind Beggar’s Huant, and the unmarked grave that I never really minded. I was sitting on the log above the waterfall.

I was thinking about all the things that have past though my life. My family, friends and my dismay, but though all of that, I remembered the funny times, the times where I was happy back then. Ahhh.. those were good days.

For the frist time since Dalaran I laughed in enjoyment, it was the first time I was at peace, happy. Maybe this world isn’t so cruel… does this change my plans. No, even though I was happy, I am still marked by my doings in The Twisted. And while this mark is still attached to me I will never find long-lasting peace.

It was a good day.. to get away from the tortuing and the killing that I have done. It still was a good day.

Gozex Metkin Frostcog