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Check it out [url=https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B2XYVYHC]HERE![/url]\n\nWhoa! It's been far too long since we've seen some fresh art of these two! I've been holding onto these for this specific moment in the story, 'cause I thought it'd fit nicely. Enjoy the blip below to go with it!\n\n* * * * *\n\nThe joyful shaman giggled as she stood and somewhat helped her father do the same, while Kacheya flapped off into the trees. Her appearances may have been few, but the regal owl was always keeping at least one eye out on Drenan and Lyrah, even from the shadows.\n\nOnce certain no one was looking, the two of them stole away into the trees, skirting pools and dodging trees, sprinting as if they were being chased by a hungry worgen, yet laughing all the while. The bardic music became a muffled whisper in the distance when they finally skidded to a halt before the crystal clear bathing pool where Drenan and Rask had had their makeshift bachelor party. Standing side by side, the two of them kept a hold on each other’s hand, gazing up into the darkening sky as the stars above blinked into existence one by one. “Did you ever expect this?” Drenan said after several long moments of silence.\n\nLyrah looked at him curiously. “Expect what?”\n\n“Any of this,” he rumbled, still staring skyward. “Falling in love, running away, getting married with a baby in your belly… all with the tauren who helped give you life?” His last words almost sounded sad.\n\nLyrah immediately knew what he was thinking. She squeezed his hand as fiercely as she could muster. “There’s no one else I’d rather have done this with, Daddy. I meant every word I said to you in my vows. My only lament is that I couldn’t find the courage to call you my father in them.”\n\nDrenan returned her fierce squeeze and tore his eyes from the sky to smile back at her. “There’s a part of me that wants to say that, had you changed your mind and wanted to end things to pursue another relationship, I would’ve happily stepped aside to give you that happiness. However… I have played that scenario in my head many times, and each time I can’t deny the sadness of watching you walk into the sunset on another’s arm. I know I wouldn’t have stopped you, but I also know it would’ve broken my heart to see. I feel like it broke my heart when I had to let you go at fifteen.”\n\nLyrah’s lip trembled, but her smile never wavered. In response, the shaman released her husband’s hand and casually walked straight into the ankle-deep water, stopping just before the water deepened, and yet was still within arm’s reach of the shore. The fringe of her pure white dress fanned out atop the water’s surface, resembling a blooming lily that hugged her curvaceous figure. She turned back, smiling softly at Drenan. “So… I’m not a parent yet, but I’ve had a Dad who's been there for me since the day I was born. He didn’t run away from being a dad. He was always there for me when I’d scrape my knee. When I fell out of the tree in the backyard and my kilt snagged on a branch so I ended up hanging six feet off the ground, he was there in seconds flat to get me down. He kept me honest when I wanted to get back at those bullies when I was ten, and they got their karma when he packed me a lunch that he knew they’d steal, stranding them in the outhouses for the rest of the day. He did the polite thing and walked away when he caught me with his scrolls. He let go of my hand when I needed to find myself, and he was there to accept it again when I had succeeded.” Drenan felt tears threaten to make a resurgence with each passing moment, but he kept quiet, hanging onto her every word. “He kept my hand close through good times and bad. He said he’d let go if I ever asked him to, but just thinking about letting go became more painful with each passing day. But still he lets go, because he loves me and trusts me, just as I do him.” At that moment, Lyrah spread her arms out to both sides, and she let herself fall backwards to splash down into the once-calm pool.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Thanks yet again to the effervescent Untruthfull for their phenomenal art!

Blizzard owns races/classes/setting, all fiction, characters mine, etc.  Consider checking out my Linktree to see where else I'm active, or if you're feeling generous I suppose!

And hey, I wrote a book!  Check it out HERE!

Whoa!  It's been far too long since we've seen some fresh art of these two!  I've been holding onto these for this specific moment in the story, 'cause I thought it'd fit nicely.  Enjoy the blip below to go with it!

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The joyful shaman giggled as she stood and somewhat helped her father do the same, while Kacheya flapped off into the trees.  Her appearances may have been few, but the regal owl was always keeping at least one eye out on Drenan and Lyrah, even from the shadows.

Once certain no one was looking, the two of them stole away into the trees, skirting pools and dodging trees, sprinting as if they were being chased by a hungry worgen, yet laughing all the while.  The bardic music became a muffled whisper in the distance when they finally skidded to a halt before the crystal clear bathing pool where Drenan and Rask had had their makeshift bachelor party.  Standing side by side, the two of them kept a hold on each other’s hand, gazing up into the darkening sky as the stars above blinked into existence one by one.  “Did you ever expect this?” Drenan said after several long moments of silence.

Lyrah looked at him curiously.  “Expect what?”

“Any of this,” he rumbled, still staring skyward.  “Falling in love, running away, getting married with a baby in your belly… all with the tauren who helped give you life?”  His last words almost sounded sad.

Lyrah immediately knew what he was thinking.  She squeezed his hand as fiercely as she could muster.  “There’s no one else I’d rather have done this with, Daddy.  I meant every word I said to you in my vows.  My only lament is that I couldn’t find the courage to call you my father in them.”

Drenan returned her fierce squeeze and tore his eyes from the sky to smile back at her.  “There’s a part of me that wants to say that, had you changed your mind and wanted to end things to pursue another relationship, I would’ve happily stepped aside to give you that happiness.  However… I have played that scenario in my head many times, and each time I can’t deny the sadness of watching you walk into the sunset on another’s arm.  I know I wouldn’t have stopped you, but I also know it would’ve broken my heart to see.  I feel like it broke my heart when I had to let you go at fifteen.”

Lyrah’s lip trembled, but her smile never wavered.  In response, the shaman released her husband’s hand and casually walked straight into the ankle-deep water, stopping just before the water deepened, and yet was still within arm’s reach of the shore. The fringe of her pure white dress fanned out atop the water’s surface, resembling a blooming lily that hugged her curvaceous figure.  She turned back, smiling softly at Drenan.  “So… I’m not a parent yet, but I’ve had a Dad who's been there for me since the day I was born.  He didn’t run away from being a dad.  He was always there for me when I’d scrape my knee.  When I fell out of the tree in the backyard and my kilt snagged on a branch so I ended up hanging six feet off the ground, he was there in seconds flat to get me down.  He kept me honest when I wanted to get back at those bullies when I was ten, and they got their karma when he packed me a lunch that he knew they’d steal, stranding them in the outhouses for the rest of the day.  He did the polite thing and walked away when he caught me with his scrolls.  He let go of my hand when I needed to find myself, and he was there to accept it again when I had succeeded.”  Drenan felt tears threaten to make a resurgence with each passing moment, but he kept quiet, hanging onto her every word.  “He kept my hand close through good times and bad.  He said he’d let go if I ever asked him to, but just thinking about letting go became more painful with each passing day.  But still he lets go, because he loves me and trusts me, just as I do him.”  At that moment, Lyrah spread her arms out to both sides, and she let herself fall backwards to splash down into the once-calm pool.

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