Letters from the Rift

A correspondence between Taesac, and his lover Izalyn, during the Nexus War and its' aftermath:
Dear Izalyn,
I'm so very, very sorry. I wanted to tell you... I really tried. But the Kirin Tor wouldn't give me the time, they refused to let me return to Stormwind. After last night, they summoned me to Dalaran. They say the Nexus War is finally upon us. They say Malygos is finally unleashing his full strength against us. They want me on the front lines...
Yours, always,Taesac
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Dear Izalyn,We've finally been sent to Coldarra, to the forefront of the battle. The Spellweaver is viscious in his assaults. The blue drakes are young and eager for battle, but even as children of the blue flight, I fear that their mastery over the arcane may still surpass my own.The first of our force fell today. She won't be the last; I can feel it...All my love,Taesac
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Dear Izalyn,Tomorrow we are to head into the Dragonblight. The blues and their human allies have been tampering with the ley lines there, redirecting magic to their powerful Nexus. With such power, they'll be able to bring Dalaran out of the sky...We brought down five of their drakes today, and several more dragonspawn, but suffered far greater casualties as our reward. The battle is not bloody, but chaotic. The Arcane at its most dangerous.Taesac
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Dear Izalyn,It's madness out here. I'm starting to fear that Malygos' own war may be the catalyst for that which he fears. So much pure magical energy, is sure to attract the demons. And that's the last thing we need...His human followers have decieved him. They fight to maintain their lives and power, not for his cause.Yours Faithfully,Taesac
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My dearest Izzy,We've returned to Dalaran today, for a brief rest. We've been replaced at Coldarra from some other spellcasters from the city, though they are younger, and less experienced. I know I'm hardly some wrinkly grand sorceror, but I still worry that they aren't prepared to fight this war up close.Even now they won't let me return home. There's a spell-lock on magical transportation for those fighting this war. They can't afford any deserters...I need you. I want to see you.Tae
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My darling Izzy,While back in Dalaran, I've been starting to notice things. Brushes, enchanted to sweep the streets without physical aid. Drinks that traverse a vast colour spectrum, on a regular rotation. Hair that shines in the dark... Even the city itself floats needlessly above the ground! I'm starting to wonder if Malygos' cause truly is so mad... We're abusing magic too much. Far, far too much...Why haven't you been writing back to me? I know I haven't been there for you, and I'm sorry.I just really need you right now...Taesac
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Izzy,We're back in Coldarra. There's been a report that a group of our own may have mistakenly slain a double-agent of ours, within the Spellweaver's forces. She was trying to hinder his plans. And the daughter of Archmage Malin, no less! A true heroine... We will grieve for her.I was right about the younger magi, though. Many of them have perished since... We advance on the Lord of Magic's lower fortress tomorrow. We are no longer lacking leadership out here. An esteemed archmage commands our unit. He says more are due to follow.Tae
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Izalyn, my rose,We fought at the heart of the Nexus. Malygos is truly mad. He has twisted a fine dragon of Alexstrasza's brood, into some shell of her former self, twisted both in body and mind by his formidable magical prowess. She has been stripped of her sanity. They say he'd made her his consort... But for now, it is done. We'll move onto his "Occulus" soon. I won't be part of that force, though. They say I'm needed to help renew the ley-shield in Dalaran. Ever since that dragon's interference in the Violet Hold, security is becoming more and more of a priority.All my love,Taesac
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Izzy,The deed is done. The Spellweaver is defeated. He has met his demise at the hands of our sorcerors, wizards, and the aid of the red dragons. I don't know if this was the right course of action, or even if it was worth it... For one, I've lost you...
It's my fault, I know. I shouldn't have left. I wish you'd returned my letters. Just know, if it is to be over, I really did care for you. Maybe even loved you... We may not have been together long, but I'll always look back upon the time we had, with fondness.Keep in touch,Taesac
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Dear Izalyn,I have nothing to return home for now... I can't stay with the spellcasters of Dalaran, not anymore. It feels wrong. Everything seems so out of place, so surreal. It's as if they've learned nothing from the conflict we've just fought. Are they so blinded? Is it power they lust for, or do they simply revel in stupidity? Either way, I won't be renting my quarters there anymore. Or in Stormwind... They've drafted me into the Alliance forces to assault Icecrown. Hopefully my magic can actually be put to good use there. I hope we'll see each other one day soon...Your friend,Taesac
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Dear Taesac,
I have just recieved your letters, this morning. All of them, neatly tied in a stack. Some postal delay? I don't know. It's been months... I thought you had left me. That I had something wrong, that made you wish away from me. I didn't hear from you for days. Weeks. Months... I stopped hoping.
And here you are.
This is too much.
Izalyn