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On Sunstrider Isle, I waved to Arcanist Helion.

“Hi dad.”

I told him a joke. It made me laugh.

Then I saw a Springpaw Cub.

“Wait, watch out!”

One Arcane Shot ended it.

These guys are getting dangerous.

In Shattrath, I saw to Friendly’s fur. At Rocktusk Farm, Blaedy built a small fire. I stayed beyond it until she patted the dust beside her.

“Sit closer, silly.”

So I did. The fire was warm. The ale was better there.

Later, Brewfest lanterns had gone soft around the edges. Sheri, a tauren woman, was standing ahead. I waved. Blaedy told her we had seen the world. That seemed important.

I stepped closer. “Sheri.”

There were books all the way up the shelves. I wanted to know what was in them. Then the monks came.

I asked for a kebab. Blaedy made spice bread instead. Meho wore bones. The garden was cold, but the bread was warm.