User blog:Arjo./The Prophesy

''The moon glows brightly in the sky. Mellitharn and his student walks together in the shadow of Ashenvale.''

Druid apprentice: Master, what was it like in the past?

Mellitharn: It was beautiful, yes. It was the time of perfection in Azeroth.... time without war and chaos of any kind. In the borders of Suramar me and my friends would play under the pastures of red, green and blue grass. The good old times. Something that I will never forget.

Druid apprentice: I was told stories that a hole tore from the sky and just destroyed the world. Is this true?

Mellitharn: Not entirely, no. If you wish me to tell you everything I may do that.

Druid apprentice: Of course Master.

Mellitharn: Very well then. As you know, it took place 10,000 years ago. I was once a simple bodyguard of Queen Azshara and her Highborne. I watched that witch and her slaves experimenting on the Well of Eternity. Stormrage and Cenarius asked of her not to meddle around with magic for it gives terrible concenquences but she and her Highborne continued anyway. Later their personalities has changed. They have become more arrogant and reckless and that has forced me to resign and join the defences of Suramar. I knew something was about to happen so I tried to warn everyone but--

Druid apprentice: They did not believe you?

Mellitharn: Exactly. They considered me a madman and temporarily locked me out of Suramar.

Mellitharn: We never paid any heed to the ancient prophecies........

Druid apprentice: Master?

Like fools we clung to the old hatreds.........

And fought as we had for generations...... Until the sky rained fire... and a new enemy came upon us. We stand now upon the brink of destruction.. for the legion's return.. has come at last.

(( Sorry guys this is a little unfinished. I'll continue this when I'm ready. ;) ))