Ankyra Sound i kill with my heart

she was silent. if the boy could hear her thoughts, he would have been crushed to think that her children were her reason to live on. it was fortunate that she did not voice these things. even more so, it was fortunate that illidan did not understand them. life had been cruel enough to the young man. he did not know how much strength remained in his figure to continue on in the face of further adversity. it was surprising how resilient he had become in a single year of life. such things did not come without a heavy price, though.

with a quiet sigh, the boy turned his attention away from her and to the winds that carried the scent of saline. it had taken him time to grow used to the smell of the ocean again, but he did not know that he could turn away from it after having called it home for that long. instinct told him to wander – it was in his blood – but he smothered these feelings for the greater good of his family and his home. that was how it was supposed to be, was it not? sacrifices were intended to be made for the well being of others.

“are you happy here?” he asked her quietly.