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‘I remember these well’ Malik mused as he walked through the meadows. The Meadows he used to run through as a child, yelling, screaming... laughing. The meadows brought a peaceful serenity, something he needed quite often, to keep his mind at ease. It was true that his Sanctum brought him the serenity he needed, Kiela too, but just the feeling of the sun, the sea-scented air caressing his face, it was harmonious. The leaves in the surrounding trees seemed to have sing, he could see why Quel’thalas was known as an enchanting place. Not for the magic that he could sense running deep underground in the ancient leylines, but for it’s beauty. He paused to take a deep breath, the sweet smelling air of Eversong mingling with the scent of the sea. He couldn’t get this scent in the Winterspring, only that sharp crisp air due to the snow. He had missed this. Opening his eyes, he found Kiela standing on the stone patio leading to the gardens, their precious son, Rowan in her arms. He smiled once more, making his way towards his beloved wife and child.
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A drabble I wrote on Malik's blog after seeing a gif of his faceclaim (gif at bottom of piece) that inspired me. I've been wanting to write this since last Friday, but never had thereal kick to do so until now. So, enjoy
(c) I own Malikgos
(c) I own Malikgos
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