The Return to Azeroth…
Too long has it been since he felt the weight of his armour bearing down on his body…
Too long has it been since has he felt the cold steel of his weapon cutting through the scourge…
Firelight stood up from his bed, it had been a long night..filled with fantastical dreams about a far away place and time.
The call of Ice Crown haunted him in his sleep as well, drawn by the power of the Light to conquer evil and stand up and be counted once again.
He walked to his cupboard, opened it and removed his armour.
Carefully placing each item onto his body, the cold plate armour brought back memories of days long since past.
Picking up his sword, he ran his fingers along the blade….”Still Sharp..” he thought.
Placing the sword into its holster he walked out….into Azeroth…the time had come to return to the place where he felt he could make a difference once more…
Arthas…I hope you’re still waiting for me..


























