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I had a dream last night...

There once was this old lich king, who lived in a great and vast kingdom he made of catacombs. His only subjects in this necropolis were death knights which he ruled over. He had a living daughter though. Her hair was white and long and she was no more then 10. She loved the lich king as much as he loved her. One day, though, the lich king decided that he never wanted to loose his daughter, so he remade her out of a white porous rock that needed to be soaked in water everyday in order to keep it's magic powers. But slowly and slowly, he became sadder and sadder at what he had done to her, and soon neglected the care of his daughter untill he never saw her. The only thing that kept her company was a death knight, who made sure that she got her daily bath to see her rocks didn't dry up. But with out her father, she told this death knight that she wouldn't live more then a week because with out his company she was neglecting herself too much. The death knight was furious that the lich king would do this to his own daughter, so she was going to go find the king and show him what he was doing to his daughter.

But then I woke up.

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to get a feel for my feelings surrounding her when i dreamt about her, listen to this:
[link]
"Without you" by Ruth Barrett from "Wuthering Heights"
and
[link]
"Let Me In, Heathclif" by Ruth Barrett from "Wuthering Heights"

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{NOTE} when I say "lich king" I do NOT mean Arthas. It's just one of those skeleton lich's that you might find else where in the game.

Also while I didn't make up the races, I did dream up this character! So she's mine!

Also this work is -very- personal! So if you don't have something nice to say, i don't want to hear it

Description
I had a dream last night...

There once was this old lich king, who lived in a great and vast kingdom he made of catacombs. His only subjects in this necropolis were death knights which he ruled over. He had a living daughter though. Her hair was white and long and she was no more then 10. She loved the lich king as much as he loved her. One day, though, the lich king decided that he never wanted to loose his daughter, so he remade her out of a white porous rock that needed to be soaked in water everyday in order to keep it's magic powers. But slowly and slowly, he became sadder and sadder at what he had done to her, and soon neglected the care of his daughter untill he never saw her. The only thing that kept her company was a death knight, who made sure that she got her daily bath to see her rocks didn't dry up. But with out her father, she told this death knight that she wouldn't live more then a week because with out his company she was neglecting herself too much. The death knight was furious that the lich king would do this to his own daughter, so she was going to go find the king and show him what he was doing to his daughter.

But then I woke up.

-------------------

to get a feel for my feelings surrounding her when i dreamt about her, listen to this:
[link]
"Without you" by Ruth Barrett from "Wuthering Heights"
and
[link]
"Let Me In, Heathclif" by Ruth Barrett from "Wuthering Heights"

-----------------------
{NOTE} when I say "lich king" I do NOT mean Arthas. It's just one of those skeleton lich's that you might find else where in the game.

Also while I didn't make up the races, I did dream up this character! So she's mine!

Also this work is -very- personal! So if you don't have something nice to say, i don't want to hear it