World of Warcraft: Jaina Proudmoore: Tides of War

⊆ Beginning reader ᥛ World of Warcraft: Jaina Proudmoore: Tides of War printable ⊬ Kindle By Christie Golden ⋤ ⊆ Beginning reader ᥛ World of Warcraft: Jaina Proudmoore: Tides of War printable ⊬ Kindle By Christie Golden ⋤ New York Times bestselling and award winning author Christie Golden has written than forty novels and several short stories in the fields of science fiction, fantasy, and horror Among her many projects are over a dozen Star Trek novels and several original fantasy novels An avid player of World of Warcraft, she has written two manga short stories and several novels in that world Golden lives in Tennessee She welcomes visitors to her website The hour was close to twilight, and the vaguely warm hues of the afternoon were fading to colder blues and purples Air peppered with swirling, stinging blades of snow whirled high above Coldarra Other beings would shiver and shield their eyes, fluff their fur or feathers, or wrap themselves tightly in their cloaks The great blue dragon whose wings beat a slow rhythm paid no heed to such things as snow or cold He had taken to the air in search of the crisp bite of the frigid, snow speckled wind, hoping, perhaps futilely, that it would cleanse his thoughts and soothe his spirit Kalecgos, though young as dragons reckoned age, had already borne witness to tremendous change among his people The blue dragons had endured so very much, it seemed to him They had twice lost their beloved Aspect, Malygosonce to insanity for millennia, and then finally to death Ironically, and poignantly, the bluesthe intellectuals and the guardians of arcane magic in the world of Azerothwere the flight most drawn to order and calmness, and the least able to deal with such chaos Yet even in the midst of this upheaval, their hearts had stayed true The spirit of the blue dragonflight had chosen not the hard line path represented by Malygoss deceased blood heir, Arygos, but the gentler, joyful way offered to them by Kalecgos And that choice had proved to be the right one Arygos had in actuality been betraying the flight, not striving to be a devoted caretaker He had promised to deliver his people to the eviland quite insanedragon Deathwing, once they had sworn to follow Arygos Instead, the blues had joined with the reds, greens, and bronzesand one unique orcto help bring down that great monster But as Kalecgos flew across the darkening sky, the snow below turning lavender, he knew that with that victory, the flights, in a way, had also sacrificed themselves The Aspects were no , though the dragons who had once been Aspects lived on The defeat of Deathwing had demanded all they could give, and at the end of that battle, though Alexstrasza, Nozdormu, Ysera, and Kalecgos still survived, their Aspect abilities were gonepoured into the final moment of the struggle The Aspects had been made for this single act With it accomplished, they had fulfilled their destinies There was a less direct effect as well The flights had always had a surety about their roles, a firm understanding of their purpose But now that the moment for which they had been created had comeand gonewhat purpose was left to them Many blues had already departed Some had sought his blessing before leaving the NexusKalecgos continued to be their leader, although the powers of an Aspect were no longer his They had told him that they were restless and wished to see if there was some other place in the world where their skills and abilities would be appreciated The rest had simply gonepresent one day, vanished the next Those who remained were either becoming increasingly agitated or surrendering to a bleak sense of malaise Kalecgos dove and wheeled, letting the cold air caress his scales, then opening his wings and catching an updraft, his thoughts once again brooding and unhappy For so long, even during Malygoss insanity, the blues had had direction The question of what to do now had been thought and sometimes whispered Kalecgos could not help but wonder if he had somehow failed his flight Had they really been better under the leadership of an insane Aspect The immediate answer was of course not, and yet and yet He closed his eyes, not against the needle sharp snow, but in pain Their hearts trusted me to lead them I believe I did lead them well then, but now Where do blue dragonsany dragonsfit in a world where the Hour of Twilight has been prevented but only an endless night looms before us He felt utterly alone He had always deemed himself perhaps the oddest choice possible to lead the blue dragonflight, as he had never really felt like a typical blue dragon As he flew, despondent and increasingly concerned, he realized that there was at least one who understood him better than most He leaned to the right, angling his great form slightly, and flapped his wings, heading back toward the Nexus He knew where he would find her Kirygosa, daughter of Malygos, clutch sister to Arygos, sat in her human form on one of the magical, luminous floating platforms that encircled the Nexus She wore only a long, loose dress, and her blue black hair was not braided Her back was against one of the shining, silver white trees that dotted a few of the platforms Above her, blue dragons wheeled as they had for centuries, ceaselessly patrolling, although there seemed to be no threat here, not any Kirygosa appeared to pay them no heed, her gaze soft and unfocused She appeared lost in thought, though what occupied her mind, Kalecgos did not know She did turn to look at him as he drew closer, smiling a little as she realized he was not one of the guardians of the flights home He landed on the platform and assumed his half elven shape Kirys smile widened and she held out a hand to him He kissed it affectionately and plopped down beside her, extending his long legs and folding his arms behind his head in an effort at nonchalance Kalec, she said warmly Come to my pondering place Is that what this is For me, yes The Nexus is my home, so I dont like to go too far, but it can be challenging to be alone inside She turned to face him So I come here, and I ponder Just as you seem to want to do Kalec sighed, realizing that his effort at casualness was lost on this perceptive friend he often thought of as a sister I was flying, he said You cannot fly away from your duties, or your thoughts, Kirygosa replied gently, reaching to squeeze his arm You are our leader, Kalec And you have guided us well Arygos would have destroyed the flight and the whole world with it Kalec frowned, remembering the dire vision that Ysera, the former green Dragon Aspect, had shared with them all not so long ago It was the Hour of Twilightand showed an Azeroth in which all life was wiped out From the grass and the insects to orcs, elves, humans, creatures of air and sea and land, to the mighty Aspects themselves, who had each been slain by his or her own unique powers Deathwing had died then, too, along with the rest of Azerothimpaled like a grotesque trophy on the spire of Wyrmrest Temple itself Kalecgos shuddered, disturbed even now by the memory of Yseras lilting but broken voice relaying the vision He would have done that, Kalec said, agreeing with part of her statement but not all of it Her blue eyes searched his Dear Kalec, she said, you have always been different Humor flickered in him despite his dark mood, and he made a silly face, twisting his handsome half elven features Kirygosa laughed You see Different is not always a good thing, he said It is who you are, and it is because you were different that the flight chose you The humor melted away and he regarded her somberly But, my dear Kirygosa, he said sadly, do you think the flight would choose me again, now Truth had ever been one of Kirygosas most cherished ideals She looked at him, searching for an answer that was both true and comforting, and not finding it Kalecs heart sank If this beloved friend, his sweet sister of the spirit, had no encouragement to offer, then his fears were real than he had suspected What I do think is He would never know what she thought, for they were interrupted by a sudden terrible soundthe cries of blue dragons in despair and anguish More than a dozen dragons were emerging from the Nexus, flying and diving about erratically One of them abruptly swerved from his fellows, heading straight for Kalecgos Kalec leaped to his feet, blood draining from his face Kiry stood beside him, hand to her mouth Lord Kalecgos Narygos cried We are ruined All is lost What has happened Slow down, speak calmly, my friend said Kalec, although his own heart lurched within his chest at the sheer panic and terror emanating from Narygos The other dragon was usually calm and had been one of the open minded blues during the tense time when Kalec and Arygos were vying for the role of Aspect To see him so distraught alarmed Kalecgos The Focusing Iris It is gone Gone What do you mean It has been stolen Kalec stared at him, sick with horror, his mind reeling Not only was the Focusing Iris an item of immense arcane power, but it was also deeply precious to the blues It had belonged to them for as long as anyone could remember Like many such items, it was neither good nor evil in itself but could be turned to both benevolent and sinister purposes And it had been used so In the past, it had diverted the arcane energy of Azeroth and to animate a hideous creature that should never have drawn breath To think it was now lost to them, lost and being controlled by those who might use its power This is exactly why we moved it, Kalecgos murmured Not two days ago, in an effort to avoid this very circumstance, Kalecgos, along with several others, had recommended moving the Focusing Iris out of the Eye of Eternity and into a secret hiding place He recalled his argument to the blues Many of our secrets are already known, and of our flight leaves each day There will be those who will be embo World of Warcraft Join thousands mighty 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    • Hardcover
    • World of Warcraft: Jaina Proudmoore: Tides of War
    • Christie Golden
    • English
    • 07 April 2016
    • 354 pages

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