"FOUR - Denotes creative works, and always has reference to the material creation, as pertaining to the earth, and things "under the sun", and things terrestrial."
So many times I have walked along the Mother's shores.
Each time is different. Each time She is different.
Sometimes I have walked with another; often I have walked alone.
I am alone now once more.
But never has one walk been like any other.
Always there is something She teaches me, something I learn.
Always She restores the life in me.
And I am grateful to Her for it.
I rise from my rest earlier than is natural for my brethern, after the sun has passed its height, but long before he has surrendered to the will of Elune, as She rises in her rule of the night, and all those who live for Her coming.
Twilight.
An inbetween time, neither here nor there, neither day nor night, close enough to be in either world, yet part of none.
None of my kind do thus, but I have taught myself to do so.
The reasons are many.
It is a time when I can hear best the whispers....
......the whispers of Elune as She seeks to teach me of Her ways, answer the questions of my heart with Her wisdom, fulfills Her promises for my people to me.
.....the whispers of the Mother and the creatures living within Her boundaries, as she rolls on and on, never ceasing, but never the same, always changing but always there.
.....the whispers of mine own and those whose lives I guard with my very existence.
....the whispers of the times, times passed, times to come, times present, times of prosperity and peace, times of famine and suffering, times of destruction and wars and rumours of wars.
.....and the whispers of the silence.
I love the silence most of all.
It is my silence, my time of quiet, of listening, for never is the Mother silent, always she has something to say, in the sound of her constant waves.
And it is good to listen.
I walk along the sands in my silence, my essence drinking in from the Mother all that I am, all that She grants me to be, and I am who I am meant to be....who I was born to be....who I was named to be even before I was born....a Child of the Sea....a Child of Elune....
.... of God.
I do not have to think on this. I just know it. I become it. I am One with it.
The great Elune and I become One.
And it always takes me by surprise, that Elune should choose me for such, that I should be part of Her great plan, called to do Her biding, and be Her child, but it always and faithfully comes back around to be....this.
The two become One.
And I, unworthy to be, but made new because of who She is, stand forth in gratutude, as She loves me.
Loves.....me.....
She first loves me.
She first.
Some days I walk along the sand.
Some days I merely stand in the Mother's presence and gaze upon her beauty.
On this day, I feel the need to touch the life of her sparkling waters and so I walk into them, smiling as they warm and caress my body. I turn and walk along in the sea where the waves begin their metamorphasis, commanded by Elune to turn inside out, turn from the dark to the white light, exploding with a fury of chaos as the choice is presented to them....change from your gentle, swelling waters into something else, something different, something they never thought they would become....or could become....all in the name of their own preservation....their salvation....for as they bend to Elune's will.....repenting....She pulls them back from certain death as they would surely perish, lying separated and alone, upon the shore with the the sun's burning desires beating down upon them.
But they have chosen.
And so Elune pulls them back into her greatest creation of this earth, this world, that She has caused to come into being....the sea....and they become One with the Mother again.
Soon the Mother brings to me her treasures and the waters around and behind me become filled with her life, making more ripples in the waves as they get closer to me. There are tiny fish and larger ones, small eels and sea urchins, jellyfish and manta rays, all swimming in harmony, and just to my left, dolphins play along the line of the waves, jumping the foamy barrier, for no other reason than to exhibit their sheer joy at being alive. My precious friends! They all have come to keep me company, and I laugh briefly as they swirl around, jockeying for position, each trying to get closer to my skin and brush against it, or swim against the fingers of my hands as they trail along the top of the water. It seems the whole of Mother's bounty, every creature within Her creation, has come! I should be euphoric with the love they bring and share with me!
But I am not. The joy dissipates and I cannot bid it stay.
It is like there is a kernel of deep hardness growing inside, threatening to take me over, push me down and hold me under. The brightness of the afternoon fades, in syncopation with my mood, as clouds of purple swell within the skies.
I stop, and face the vastness of the ocean, as she rolls and trembles, darkening with each crashing wave. I stand alone, eyes closed, head bent against the rising wind, asking Elune for what I need.
+ + + + + + + + + +
He comes.
Up from the depths, swims the great white, fierce fighter, worthy opponant, his fins slowly slicing through the waters, as the rest of the creatures flee from him.
He makes one pass in the water in front of me, slowly, turns, and comes back the other way, a menacing lifeless eye trained upon me as he passes. I nod slowly to him, a nod of respect, a nod of invitation. He is a survivor and there is something admirable about that. He flourishes in a life apart and alone. There is something starkly beautiful about that, and him. He lives the life he was born to, lives it in all its glory and abundance. He has much to teach and I much to learn.
But not this day.
I watch as he turns, heading out to sea, his tail slowly slashing from one side to the other, propelling his massive body forward.
A burst of immense thunder invades the austere silence of the scene. The air is thick and dark with danger.
I back up, out of the waters, until I am standing in the coolness of the sand.
In the blink of an eye, in the quickness of a breath, all has changed.
I feel him.
Like a sudden bolt of lightning that splits the sky in two, immediate and thorough, its job to tear the veil between the worlds of here and there.
A blade plunged into my heart with such precision that I only feel it when it is withdrawn.
Cut me open.
Gone as quickly as it came.
I do not know where. Or how. Or what.
He who brings the storms.
He who holds my future, but wants it not.
I keep bleeding.
He is the reason I have brought the Kaldorei back from the brink of extinction. to this place of long ago past, to flourish again, to become what we were meant to be, to keep the hope even against all odds.
For this....for him....I have come.
I keep bleeding love.
Stormbringer.
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Comin out of nowhere
Drivin like rain
Stormbringer dance
On the thunder again
Dark cloud gathering
Breaking the day
No point running
cause its coming your way
Ride the rainbow
Crack the sky
Stormbringer coming
Time to die
Got to keep running
Stormbringer coming
Hes got nothing you need
Hes gonna make you bleed
Rainbow shaker
On a stallion twister
Bareback rider
On the eye of the sky
Stormbringer coming down
Meaning to stay
Thunder and lightning
Heading your way
Ride the rainbow
Crack the sky
Stormbringer coming
Time to die
Got to keep running
Stormbringer coming
Hes got nothing you need
Hes gonna make you bleed
Coming out of nowhere
Drivin like a-rain
Stormbringer dance
On the thunder again
Dark cloud gathering
Breaking the day
No point running
cause its coming your way
