dear_mun | @ lastvoyages, three years post-death

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Are you jealous?

Stop. I don't want closure. I want to be left alone.

Often when someone says that, they mean the opposite.

You. You presume to lecture me on my own intent when you never understood it in the first place?

You act as though I'm incapable of learning it. Any lesson could be discovered within time.

Too little, and too late. You had your chance to stand by me at Stratholme.

You know well enough why I could do no such thing. A massacre of that nature is deplorable even by today's standards, Arthas.

No, but you could let me do it for you.

As though I would stand idly by. The challenge has been brought to your very doorsteps, what makes you think I would back down now?

What?

Icecrown was years ago for me. That's not what I was talking about.

Years ago? [ A curious tone. ] Then what is it you speak of, Arthas?

Stratholme. Isn't it always Stratholme? Fordring hardly leaves me alone about it any more.

Feeling remorse over your actions yet? It's never too late.

I did what I had to!

You did what you wanted to, Arthas. There had to have been another way.

[ Still believing that. ]

Another way? To do what? There is still no cure for the plague.

Perhaps if the good people of Azeroth did not have to contend with your army, they might have been able to find one much sooner.

We didn't have one at Stratholme.

[thumps down nearby, radar-ears.]

You know the more you protest like that the harder they end up working. It's a challenge to them.

What are you doing here?

Dispensing helpful advice. [n_n]

And enjoying the scenery.