Who I Was Born to Be

Some time ago, before it opened again, the University of Kalimdor led a trip to the Dark Portal. My eye sight was poor, and when we stood on a hill, at a safe distance away, I could only barely make it out. I could see blue fog in a frame of grey stone, but that was all.

Then one of the orcs passed around some spyglasses, and we took turns getting a closer look. Inside the fog was dark space and stars. The stone, of course, was not a simple frame, but carved into dark-hooded figures holding resting swords. For one moment, everything was sharp and clear. When I passed the spyglass on, I could not longer see those features, but my view of the portal was still changed.

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