To Outlands...

[Redflare]

Shanazeela Sunsorrow staggers blindly through the Blasted Lands as recollections of Silvermoon City play through her mind. She replays the scene within her parent's house, the sense of emptiness, the note placed upon the bed, the pain.. loneliness...

She loses her footing at an enormous crater, and topples to the scarred earth below. Now bloody, eyes red from crying, and now filthy from dragging through the filth of the swamp and dry earth, she makes her way toward the Dark Portal.

She stops at the top of the stairs, gazing at the two towering stone behemoths guarding the swirling green portal that separated her from her parents, and Kael'thas. She sighs heavily, and slowly steps through the murky veil that separated Azeroth from Draenor.

Stepping through the other side, a quick gust of hot wind blasts her face, drying the blood onto her face, giving her the look of an evil grin, although no smile was shown on her young features.

Soldiers and Warriors alike shoved her aside as they raced towards the bottom of the stairs, giving their lives for the sake of defending the only thing that separated the foul demons of this corrupt land from Azeroth.

As she took everything in, madness consumed her mind, and she crumpled onto the ground weeping and laughing all at once, unable to withstand all that was placed before her. Her cries of insanity soon died out as she lost consciousness, and lay motionless upon the cold stone ground.