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[Linkan]

Chapter One

And it finally happened! My heart got filled with joy when I heard the news:
"Greetings, Razyel Sunwhisper,

Kirin Tor, in affiliation with our ancient alliance with Quel'dorei, would like to hereby invite your honor to study at Mage Tower in Stormwind, for your kind connection to the magic is undeniably strong, and your unique potential, with proper trainning we can take you to a whole new level of understanding of your people's essence.

Certainly of your fast responce
Martha Goldsmith
Scholarship Department"

I couldnt believe! It felt like a whole new horizon openned uo beyond my eyes! If I were able to impress my tutors at Storwind, I could be sent to Dalaran to study even more, and who knows, get back to Silvermoon to start my magistrate!
As I rushed from the mail box to the kitchen, where my mom usually stays, I stumbled on my cat, making it shouting a painfull "meow" that did the trink in alerting everyone in my house about my unresting presence.

Hugged my cat, in a very apologizing way, as I told the news. My mom started crying as she came to hug me (I still dont know if she was hugging me in pride... or because she didnt want me to go, as I will be always her little baby).
My little brother Linkan ran outside to tell his friends about the news while I immedially headed over to the Sanctum of the Sun, where my master lies.

The sound of my footsteps on the long, sparkling clean corridor echoes as I approach my master's table, every little detail of that room jumped in different tones as I looked at them. Didnt feel like that in ages... isnt it funny how you realize some details that you never saw before when it is the last time you are looking at it?
I was about to leave my land for a few seconds... a big painting of a Quel'dorei, chanting some powerfull spell stood behind my master. That painting probably had more than five thousand years. The Quel'dorei in it had a serene look on it, even though his bare hands alone could overcome fortress... Flame and ice was surrounding him as he chants, as I could tell a siluette of our mighty city, still in construction, being slowly risen in the horizon.

- Amazing, isn't it? That one over there is the first of all Sunstriders. While our people were writing poetry and building up cities, most of the races in Azeroth were still dancing naked around fires. Isn't it shocking how fast humans learned what we taugh them? - Says my master, breaking my sacramental silence.

- Still, if it weren't for human help against the trolls, we wouldnt be standing here today. Luna Proudmore replies, as her makes herself visible.
Her long blue dress, with a transparent red veil, waved as the wind came, standing out her body. Such a beatifull human she was. Sadly, humans are ephemeral... living only a couple decades before they decay. After a long breath, she carries on: Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking when I married this old elf.

- It was my lovely pointy ears and my unmatchable dacing. My master got close to her sending a smooth smile.

I interrupt the touching scene, with a discrete cough. Making them remember my presence.
As I explained the situation, and my recent invites to Stormwind, my master's face filled with joy. Lady Luna approached, gave me an adress, her nephiew's adress, she should live a few blocks away from the Mage Tower, some sort of place I could stay till I get propoer logging.
After a long, strong hug, I stepped away to my home, where I had a lot to take care off, packing and of course, spending some quality time with my family...

At that time, I couldn't fathon what was about to be sent over Azeroth... specially over the majestic Silvermoon...

******* to be continued ****