Our alliance is a quite indolent one but in the opening up wasteland of Black Temple we all rushed our effort. It seemed that everyone knew their dreams were in front of their noses and the only thing they could do was to fight and rush to buy WOW gold.
After fighting off the Blood Devil and so on, four months later we stood before Eggy. Finally the Eggy was KO. Quite strange in the Team Speak only left the silence. I questioned my friend why I didn’t feel the envisioned excitement. He answered me simply, ‘Because we are freed.’
When all the member of 1st corps aggregated at the gate of the Temple to take a family photo and all of us made a posture of victory, I couldn’t help crying with tears all over my face. At that moment I totally understood that all my hard work such as earning cheap WOW gold had paid off.
I am always thinking about the days we can spend on WOW. I used to play Westward Journey game before. One of my friends told me he would be playing that game forever until he became too old. Just then it was really a happy thing to consider our future. But now I know even though the WOW will run all the time we still have to leave some day. Or we can recall the WOW sometimes and miss the world of Warcraft in which we used to cry and smile.
Until we fade away to ashes and can’t stand the blow of wind we forget.
Until we all forget and can’t afford the change of the light of stars we leave.
‘You could never earn enough WOW gold! Neither will you play enough of WOW.’ Since we know the hard and unhappiness of the life, we no longer need to disillusion our own dream to fulfill some pities.
I like boxing because of the revolt in my bone. I have waited for many years but I still can’t figure out if I can realize the dream. I also like the National Geographic of Azeroth because of the process to gain WOW gold or just because I still have some dreams unfulfilled. I am trying all the time and I hope I can go further in the future.
In the Alliance there is someone crying that in somewhere they found a tribe and need someone to join them and kill off the monsters together. That’s quite nice and I will go. I know even though we can never get rid of the game, we will still enter into this world again and rush for cheap WOW gold.
When I was attacked sneakily by a Rogue at half time in Warsong, the Shaman my partner changed to wolf and rushed to my side. I saw the model of my enemy the Ghost Rogue and found out it was exactly my outlook when I was in the tribe as a Priest. After that the Shaman asked me why I hesitated right then.
I didn’t tell him the reason. I said sorry to her body in a low voice at that moment.
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