Death Coil Ch.7.2All in this fic belongs to Blizzard! Oc's belong to Amber and Stephen!Death Coil Ch.7.2 by Peanutcat12
Here is a bonus chapter. It's about Illidan's first visit to the Darkmoon Fair. Based on an event between Amber and Stephen.
It was the second day that Illidan was in Darnassus. They were to stay there longer due to King Varian getting the other leaders together for another submit. He was with Malfurion. They were just walking around talking. Illidan spotted a strange banner with a female human in a green wizard hat standing in front of the banner.
"Mal," said Illidan, "What is that for?"
Malfurion looked over at the banner.
"Oh I didn't know it started this week," commented the druidic twin, "that's for the Darkmoon fair."
"Darkmoon fair?" Illidan asked.
"It's a fair full of fun stuff and strange yet good tast
Death Coil Ch.7All in this fic belong to Blizzard! Oc's belong to Amber and Stephen!Death Coil Ch.7 by Peanutcat12
Note: There is a bonus chapter after this one!
The fight in Ashenvale had finally ended. Varendar, once again, was laying on the ground tried. Fearless had his head laying on Varendar's stomach. Illidan smiled at them.
"Illidan!" Tyrande called.
She came over and gave him a hug.
"Thank you so much for helping us," she said happily.
"It was no problem," Illidan said.
Raknaal came up.
"General the rest of the Horde are retreating back to Orgrimmar," he said.
"Good," Illidan said.
"We should be heading back to Darnassus," Tyrande suggested.
Illidan nodded in agreement. He looked over at Varendar and Fearless.
"Varendar," he called.
The only response was a snore. Illidan sighed. He went over and moved Fearless' head. Illidan grinned
HealingHealingHealing by ode2sokka
Blizzard Writing Contest 2011 Entry
Darnassus was still, as it ever seemed to be. The capital of the Night Elves was far removed from the rest of the world, not touching any continent and closer to clouds than the earth. Despite the turmoil that covered most of Azeroth, the home of so many Night Elves was still a safe haven.
It seemed to Malfurion nearly ironic. Turmoil of this second sundering had touch each of their allies in some waythe dwarves had lost their beloved king in his attempts to calm the quaking world, and part of the Human's capital city had been torn awaybut though his people probably deserved the suffering the most it had touched their capital least. Yes, many of their settlements had suffered and he would not do the injustice of belittling those lives lost and yet he couldn't help feeling that it hadn't been enough. Save the Draenei, all had suffered losses much closer to home. They were not equal.
The easiest place to see this was h
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