My Raging Storm,

I am fascinated by your grace and power, I have never known the peace I
have found in you. Amidst the rolling thunder and flashes of lightening,
I yearn for all that is you.

Warloc, you are my inspiration, my champion. My heart is yours to keep
until the day I vanish into the afterlife.

I am honoured above all, to call you mine.


Penned by my hand on the 12th of Glacian, in the year 397 AF.