Varian opened his eyes again and attempted a smile. "No. It is I who am sorry... for not seeing earlier what you are.... what you have always been. I'm so proud.... that you are my son." Varian reached up with his bloody hand and touched his son's face, leaving a bloody smear. "Do not mourn for me. This has always been my fate.... don't let it be yours." With that, Varian's arm and body fell limp.
The fallen king was enveloped in darkness. He felt no more pain, no more sadness, no more.... anything. The only thing he could feel was something warm and comforting. A faint glow of ligh
A Way to Put Tiffin Wrynn In-Game by zafara1222, literature
Literature
A Way to Put Tiffin Wrynn In-Game
-Somewhere in Pandaria-
*A massive battle has happened between the Horde and Alliance, Varian is knocked unconscious and the battered Prince Anduin is left alone with Garrosh*
Garrosh: *Gorehowl is gleaming with blood* So, this is where the heir of the Alliance shall die with his father.... pathetic.
Anduin: *tries to get to his feet, but his stepped on by Garrosh to hold him in place*
Garrosh: Daddy would be so displeased that his only son failed like a weakling in combat.
Anduin: *grunts in pain* Will my death really satisfy you? All you'll accomplish his making my father and Aunt Jaina more angry... and you thought the aggression was
