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| Author: | Disknight |
| Summary: | Crim writes a letter to Oshok about some thoughts that have been troubling him seeking his advice. |
| Rating: | T for Teen |
Oshok,
We have already spoken much about our lives now and our concerns for the future of the Horde, but there is more that I wish to seek your wisdom about that I did not have the chance to discuss at the time.
With your age and experience I hope that you will be able to offer some guidance to me.
As the years continue to pass I am no longer able to call myself the young man that I once was.
I don’t feel it in my body, not yet anyway. I feel as strong and spry as ever, if not more so with time tempering my body through the flames of war. However, there are many questions I face now that I can no longer ignore.
Meeting with my old friend, Nemorah, after the Cataclysm and seeing her two sons and meeting with you and your daughter, Nekrisha, the other day, I find myself feeling increasingly lost on the battlefield.
The fighting is not the issue. I am a proud son of the Warsong and will never shy away from combat. However, as I grow older I find myself asking more and more frequently what exactly I am fighting for.
Naturally, I fight to repel the Alliance invaders in the Barrens. I will not allow others to take our lands from us as the ogres so often did throughout our history on Draenor.
And I fight for the future of the Horde. Our dark past haunts us to this day, and there are too many among us who obstinately cling to outdated ideals of war, honor, and freedom. I must keep fighting to prove that the Horde is able to move beyond our origins as the puppets of the Burning Legion.
Yet even so, I continue to find myself feeling more and more lost with every victory.
I have fought on battlefields across Azeroth since I was old enough to be a warrior, and I imagined that as I kept pressing on, my life’s purpose would become clearer. However some nights it feels like it is the opposite.
The more I fight, the more I journey to face enemies both within and without, I feel as though I am fighting for a future that I can’t imagine myself being a part of.
I take great pride in my accomplishments as a warrior, and that will never change. But I feel there is something missing in my life. I lack the connection that Nekrisha has to Kalimdor, going so far as to call it her home, and the connection that you have with her.
It has been some time since I last took the time to seek out companionship. The last time I did, it ended because I was unable to pull myself away from battle to simply live my life.
How do you manage to balance these two things?
I will continue fighting as long as I must, but having now seen my third decade I am becoming more and more concerned with my legacy.
All I fight for will be for nothing without a new generation to pass these lessons down to. And so as my elder I must humbly turn to your wisdom.
Go with honor, and may the spirits guide you,
Crim Ragefang