Ankyra Sound lost at sea

as harrowed as he was, illidan found a way to continue pushing forward. he had found a sense of complacency in his own misery. the rare moments of pleasure were like a breath of chillingly fresh air – fleeting and then swept away. still, he clung to them and he hoped that they would show him peace one day.

“my mother is... passionate about her beliefs. i'm afraid that it may instigate further confrontation, but i'm also aware that she will not move our home. this is her land and there's not enough strength in me to fight her on that,” illidan answered her honestly. he had avoided her questions, but would respond if she pressed the matter any further. there was a heavy sigh that passed through his lips and left in a cloud that drifted through the dismal grey sky. “what do you think we should do?” the boy then inquired of his friend. he trusted her sound mind to provide something worth thinking on.