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paradisalost2010-10-04 07:51 pm
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[ Before arriving here, Jaina had been dozing by a window in her hold at Theramore, her head tipped against the stone windowframe, her fitful sleep kept moderately sound by the peaceful, lulling song of many crickets and cicadas. Dustwallow Marsh was teeming with insects of all kinds, and though some complained about the noisy nights, Jaina found it rather soothing.
But the sound of the crickets is gone now, replaced by the whistle of a gentle breeze through changing leaves. Jaina still sleeps, propped in a wooden chair by a window, just as she had been in Theramore. The sun is waning, and it's the chilly autumn air that finally rouses her.
Jaina sits up and casts a hand over her eyes, mildly disoriented, before suddenly- ]
By the Light - what is this?
[ Welcome to Paradisa, Lady Proudmoore. ]
But the sound of the crickets is gone now, replaced by the whistle of a gentle breeze through changing leaves. Jaina still sleeps, propped in a wooden chair by a window, just as she had been in Theramore. The sun is waning, and it's the chilly autumn air that finally rouses her.
Jaina sits up and casts a hand over her eyes, mildly disoriented, before suddenly- ]
By the Light - what is this?
[ Welcome to Paradisa, Lady Proudmoore. ]