alishe_wow (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} alishe_wow) wrote,@ 2008-06-06 22:05:00 |
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They say you can't go back again...
So, a saying I have heard is that you can never go back again from whence you've came. The past is the past. And for all the time I've lived, tis been true. Mind you, before our immortality was lost, it seemed as if time did not move at all for us. We were as we always had been. Babies were born and people grew older, but journey without end left us.. wanting.
At least that is how I feel.
There are some places in my past that I never truly wish to see again. Nor step foot upon. But tonight, I found myself called to one of the very worst of those things.. left behind.
Hyjal.
Bloody hell. My heart still races a little when I think of the name, let alone speak of it. To stand there, on ground that was so close to one of the worst experiences of my life. My stomach was in knots. My head was light. And I wanted so badly to just turn and run away.
Dor'ano kept steady watch on me and he was constantly reassuring to me. We were called there to attempt to right something gone wrong. To ensure victory. But in my heart, all I can see is devastation. The past. So many voices silenced for all time. So many lives lost. So much destroyed.
I cannot find a way to be happy being there. I cannot make peace with how I feel thinking that we must indeed venture back. My heart feels so weary and heavy.
We will soon venture back there. Travel back through their bloody time portals and march further toward the worst of the battle. We will soon find ourselves in the Kaldorei encampment. And tis very likely that I may see those who I once knew and cared for. Standing there along side of us, once more. Knowing that I can do naught to ease their fate. I cannot change it despite the fact that we are attempting to change other things.
This disturbs me greatly.
Tis hard enough to accept such things when they are gone and in the past. But to relieve it once more. Knowing that you still are unable to do a bloody thing to make it better? I am not sure how to make peace with that.
I suppose in the end. It will be a matter of what it always come down to.
A question of time.
So, a saying I have heard is that you can never go back again from whence you've came. The past is the past. And for all the time I've lived, tis been true. Mind you, before our immortality was lost, it seemed as if time did not move at all for us. We were as we always had been. Babies were born and people grew older, but journey without end left us.. wanting.
At least that is how I feel.
There are some places in my past that I never truly wish to see again. Nor step foot upon. But tonight, I found myself called to one of the very worst of those things.. left behind.
Hyjal.
Bloody hell. My heart still races a little when I think of the name, let alone speak of it. To stand there, on ground that was so close to one of the worst experiences of my life. My stomach was in knots. My head was light. And I wanted so badly to just turn and run away.
Dor'ano kept steady watch on me and he was constantly reassuring to me. We were called there to attempt to right something gone wrong. To ensure victory. But in my heart, all I can see is devastation. The past. So many voices silenced for all time. So many lives lost. So much destroyed.
I cannot find a way to be happy being there. I cannot make peace with how I feel thinking that we must indeed venture back. My heart feels so weary and heavy.
We will soon venture back there. Travel back through their bloody time portals and march further toward the worst of the battle. We will soon find ourselves in the Kaldorei encampment. And tis very likely that I may see those who I once knew and cared for. Standing there along side of us, once more. Knowing that I can do naught to ease their fate. I cannot change it despite the fact that we are attempting to change other things.
This disturbs me greatly.
Tis hard enough to accept such things when they are gone and in the past. But to relieve it once more. Knowing that you still are unable to do a bloody thing to make it better? I am not sure how to make peace with that.
I suppose in the end. It will be a matter of what it always come down to.
A question of time.
