Ankyra Sound it's easier than waiting around to die

his doubts forced him to wonder if that was true. his mother had stated that she had searched for him and his brothers, that she had survived but had still looked for them. he wondered if she had only told him that to quell the rage he'd felt, or if she had truly sought him in her free moments. if it had only been a lie, he didn't think that he would mind. after a while, he was sure that he would have given up too. time had a way of making things seem impossible.

the question was unexpected. illidan darted his gaze to her in a sharp expression and frowned thoughtfully. he was not certain what it was that she was asking about. did she wish to know what it was like to wander in the woods alone? did she want to know how every night had felt like a looming shadow that he could never outrun? he assumed that she wanted to know about the people who had taken him in.

“it was different,” he said quietly, thoughtfully. “they were kind to me. probably kinder than they should have been.” after all, hadn't he only been a burden on them? he'd been a difficult soul to deal with, but kavik and liri had been nothing but supportive. in the end, he had left them behind. they had wasted their kindness on someone who was undeserving.

“i could probably show you sometime... er.... where we'd settled.”