The private sketchbook of Claire du'Paige, Former Lance Corporal, Westfall Brigade. Deceased. ((WoW, WRA))
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I finished the book sent off the docs to the Inspector now I just need to finish this sketch. I can leave it here leave it behind with everything and we can go sis me and you and we can go and never come back we can go to Gilneas like Dasia told me about she said they have a beautiful Lighthouse there and I know it’s over I know you’re gone. You’ve been gone. You’ve been here with me but you’ve been gone too. I know this. I wanted to think that you were here the whole time. I needed to believe that you were. They took you sis. Those people took you away from me. It’s why I went to her to Dasia. She’s so much like you you know. Stronger than she knows. I saw it. Just like I always saw in you. But you and me we’re not right for this world anymore I guess. We did our part. We gave this world justice. I gave this world justice. I brought you peace. I have had my vision. I finished the book today it was by some woman named Woolf. What a name. Reminded me of coyotes on the farm. But I read this line and I thought of you and I thought of Dasia and I thought of dad and mom and the farm. Nothing was simply one thing. It never was.
'The Lighthouse was then a silvery, misty-looking tower with a yellow eye, that opened suddenly, and softly in the evening. Now—James looked at the Lighthouse. He could see the white-washed rocks; the tower, stark and straight; he could see that it was barred with black and white; he could see windows in it; he could even see washing spread on the rocks to dry. So that was the Lighthouse, was it? No, the other was also the Lighthouse. For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too.'
((Mentioned: @alanna-macleod, @dasia-reeves))
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((This letter arrives at Inspector MacLeod’s Office shortly before 4pm via a rather panicked messenger. It is accompanied a short note telling the Inspector where the Sketchbook will be found. A duplicate letter finds its way to the Office of the Royal Courier around the same time. The messengers tell the people at each of the Offices it was dead-drop. The delivery to the Royal Courier is accompanied by a short note:))
Dear Dasia, I’m Sorry. I’m Sorry for everything. Be strong always, Claire
((Mentioned: @alanna-macleod, @dasia-reeves, @the-royal-courier))
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It’s done sis it’s over I found White. He’s gone. He was with that woman’s husband and I got him too spared judged him too and found him just as guilty as White as Faeryin as Borges as Baudrillard as all of them but they took him don’t know why there’s no way he could’ve survived no way the bullet went right through his chest I watched it the whole way out his back then he fell into that nobleman’s monster’s man’s blood. Couldn’t stay had to leave couldn’t get caught so blend fade disappear need to finish that book at the Inn we need to write Dasia this was it and it’s over now we can be together but before we need put things in order. It needs to be made right. It needs to stop. Was this the right thing to do don’t know but it couldn’t be wrong or we wouldn’t’ve made it this long would we? Need to finish this we need to get the papers to Dasia to that Inspector Inspector MacLeod that’s what the papers said right yeah that’s right MacLeod I’ll send her the papers in the morning and then I’ll meet you at the Lighthouse tomorrow night. Wait for me there. Wait for me sis. And we can leave for Gilneas. Together.
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Made my way to that estate today sis. Saw her there. That Au’llon woman. Couldn’t do it. Couldn’t talk to her. Couldn’t shoot her. Couldn’t do it. You remember when Uncle Milt and Aunt Jan they were gonna have their baby but it got stuck and Aunt Jan died like that just there in bed with the baby stuck and it was awful and Uncle Milt well he never got over it right we didn’t really see him after that? She’s big sis. Gonna have a baby soon real soon. I just couldn’t do that. Dasia’s right. There’s just too much bad in this world anymore. So this woman and her baby were there in the sights for a long long time and it was hot and there was sweat everywhere and I was shaking sis shaking I never shake but that’s when I knew you were telling me that I just can’t do it this time that judgement spares her that it’s not right and it’s not just and then I realized I’d been here before. It’s the place I stole the horse from last month and I had to get out real quick so I made it back to Eastvale. Holing up at an inn here for the rest of the night and leaving at daybreak after a nice big breakfast. Need to see the sea again to see the Lighthouse again to feel you with me again to find that man who made all of this happen to get the papers from the room at the Inn there’s so much to do sis this is it. Tonight I’m a ghost tomorrow I’m a ghost soon I’m free to be with you. I miss you sleep well keep watch over the waters. Will you sing me to sleep tonight like mom used to? I’m real lonely sis. Real lonely.
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Made the shot sis. Long it was long almost didn't make it center mass but whatever we made it through his window. They're all taken care of I kept my promise to you you guided my hand you kept me safe you made this possible like the angel of the Light I always knew that you were are. Got my hands on that report Borges told me about what a clusterfuck I don’t even know what to make of it. All redacted. Must’ve come from the top. But Borges wasn’t lying about this White person he ties them all together. Whatever his angle is if that group whoever they are exposed him then he'd be rotting in jail and you'd be alive awake and this wouldn’t’ve happened none of it but those people had to cover it up. Some name came up Au’llon at the bottom of the report chain of evidence that’s the only name from that group that's not redacted. She's the reason sis. That Au’llon woman she's why you're sleeping. I’ll find her talk to her and she’ll ... I need to know what happened sis. Before this ends and we can be together again I just need to know. For you and for dad and for mom and for Brandy. For all of Westfall.
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...I am coming for you enjoy your picture. Target Frank Baudrillard. Occupation Sergeant-at-Arms House of Nobles...
#Frank Baudrillard#Stormwind Violence#Stormwind City#Faeryin Swiftsparrow#Richard Carroll#Robert Borges#The Promise
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What do you think it’s like sis? To be dead I mean. I don’t know and I don’t think you would know either but I was just wondering. I started a new book that the inn has here just in the hallway you know but I don’t know if I’ll ever finish it. I just needed to fill the time between the apple picking and following that man. Target Frank Baudrillard. Sergeant-at-Arms House of Nobles. Appears proficient at hand-to-hand. Guards older male. Noble. Could be who Noble Borges said. Take from range. Need more intel maybe I could find someone who needs cash someone strapped a beggar I think that’s a solid play there’s this guy I work with seems homeless get him cleaned up here and send him on his way to the Keep I need that file that Borges said who is that group that protected the fucking noble who is the noble I need to know you need to know this needs to end here and now but I can’t do it because they know too much I shouldn’t have left the sketchbook with Dasia but it was the right thing to do it’s our story it’s your story it’s Westfall’s story. Alright. That’s what I’ll do. Do you think I’ll have time to read the book later? After everything I mean. I hope so. Maybe we could read together. When you join me. The Light’s burning sis.
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That man was sent to kill me. He laughed he called me trash just like those people in the forest did. But then I slaughtered him like a calf. His blood on the city’s stones. What is wrong with everyone here. Westfall trash he said. We’re not. We’re people. You and me. Dad and mom. All of us. Just people. Why couldn’t they leave us alone. It wasn’t supposed to do this sis. I wasn’t supposed to be out here anymore. This was supposed to be over. The investigator was supposed to take me in. Why am I still out here why am I still fighting there can be only one reason and because I am judgment I’m the one to bring justice I am death just like that man said. I saw it in his eyes. He said that they’re working for some guy some noble. Of course he is was. Noble fuck. And he was is protected by some group. I’ll kill him. I’ll kill all them. This isn’t about just us now sis this is about everyone about all Westfall. We’re not trash. We’re the broken backs of the Empire. You rest now. Sleep. I will too. Guide me guide my hand sis. Make things right here.
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There was this time sis. Before I left. You know. Before the hard times. It was right after Uncle Milt got married and this day that dad and mom they went to Sentinel Hill so it was just me and you to play in the fields. So we went outside and we picked these really pretty flowers. Violets and violas and cornflowers. And I made you your crown. You thought you were the princess for the day. So we went inside and you sat in dads couch and I tried to make you the breakfast we had at the Inn. I did. And you ate the whole thing. All of it. We laughed for a long time. Dad and mom came back and they weren’t even mad. Dad just smiled real wide and mom laughed so hard there were tears and she said that you were lucky to have a sister like me because I’d always watch out for you. And then we sat on the floor together and when the sunset I asked why sometimes the light would switch on and off and on and off and dad said it was the Lighthouse. So we went outside and there it was. So beautiful. Dasia told me there was one in Gilneas. A lighthouse I mean. I’ll never see it. I wish I could. I wish we could. I let you down sis. I can’t do this anymore. That man he knows I'm here in Stormwind and I know it. I did what I could sis. I know you’re proud of me just like dad and mom would be. I could feel it when I was at the harbor with her with Dasia and we talked and looked at the Lighthouse there. I knew you were with us. I left her the first part of my sketchbook. She knows about you and dad and mom and Brandy and all of the people underground. And the scorpid people. It’s time. She’s seen the little lamp.
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I see you there you in your house getting ready to sleep. I am keeping you safe you are my investment we will see this through to the end together. Sis and me we talked I thought this through and I know that tomorrow's the day but I think know they're onto me I can feel eyes on me like I did when I was in that fucking tunnel with Brandy trying to get her out trying to pull sis out Marissa out ... how could I let you down? please please forgive me I didn't mean for them to catch us we never should have stopped but it was the right thing to do it was it was it was... They're here. They're close. Black haired male. Solid. From that picture I see he's the clerk. Target Peter Borges. Age mid-to-late 30s. Occupation Clerk House of Nobles. Last known detachment Alliance Gendarmerie. It's all public record. All things are findable now. All things I found. Like you Dasia. I found you. They found me because I found you. I'm scared. Sis I'm scared. I can't let your story die. Not now. We're so close. Tomorrow's the day. Dasia'll get it tomorrow. She'll learn about Moonbrook tomorrow. I promise. I need to hide. Blend fade disappear blend fade...
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...a nonbeliever can model herself after a God even a nonbeliever can model herself after a God even a nonbeliever can model herself after a God even a nonbeliever is God even a nonbeliever can model herself after a God even a nonbeliever can model herself after...
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I didn’t breathe. Heartbeat was slow. Squeezed the trigger right between the beats. Half second later she was gone. Right below the eye. Like a melonfruit. Guards came quick. Called that Inspector. Need a line on her. Dasia came. I’m sorry I had to bring you in Dasia I know you're the one to do it you hate them as much as I do you have every reason I see it in your writing I know its hard it was hard on me on sis on all of us please please understand I don’t want you to drop our story our cause don’t forget about us her my sister. I need to meet you we will meet it’s the only way but you can't know it’s me. No. I don’t exist. I'm a ghost. Shimmied down the drainpipe into a tiny courtyard. SI:7 stormed the house. Cleared it. They found the perch with the symbol fast. I am a ghost. They don’t know it’s me. This is our my purpose. Target Faeryin Swiftsparrow. Occupation Doorkeeper House of Nobles. Unit Alliance Gendarmerie. Status neutralized. She was the one Brandy and the others told me about. The one who watched when they... I wrote Dasia “It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.” like we learned in school. We will kill them all. We will sis. To the trumpets. This is the your judgement.
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Why are we still here you asked me. You know why I said. Because they hurt you. We I sat there in the Cemetery for a long long time by Uncle Milts grave. I didn't know it was one of those ones above ground. I wish I had known. I know no blood no justice will make all this better. I know this sis. I know you're still hurting. You We I have the nightmares. Your My screams wake me up at night and make the innkeeper give me funny looks in the morning. There has to be something more than this than blind hate there has to be something else here who are these people why did they do these things why are they taking homes away. The eggs were good this morning they were done just right. I like the biscuits here not like dad's and the currant jam isn't like mom's but the innkeeper says that it comes from this little farm outside the City and that if I'd want some more that maybe I could go get some there because he's worried that maybe we're I'm not eating enough. Too thin and losing weight. Maybe even grey. Would you like that? I would like that. And some milk yes. We'll talk I'll think about it tonight what to do after this Faeryin has justice brought to her. I need to get into position.
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Found a perch. Soldiers come. They go. Right under. They don't think to look. Gryphons overhead gotta stay still gotta stay quiet and we'll be ok sis I know it's hard to stay like this but thinking about things you miss you love helps. When I was in the jungle it was you and me and dad and mom. Remember that boy from down the road Cody? Thought about him too. Never told you because you were too young but he let me kiss him I really liked him and said he'd wait til dad was fine with him working as a builder. Then he got shipped away. I saw him one time in the North and he was different the war changed him I heard that he didn't last much longer. Wandered off into those hills. During patrol. And then the quakes started and the world was broken. But I thought about him and all you. It's weird to think about that now he hasn't been in my head for a long time since Krasarang. Sis when we get off this rooftop I'm going to get you a nice big breakfast. Ham and bacon and eggs in the little cups. Biscuits with currant jam. And tea. Saturday. Know the shift changes. Target Faeryin Swiftsparrow. Doorkeeper House of Nobles. Former Ranger. Kal'dorei female. 5'10" 165lbs. Only a single headshot will do. From long range. Map escape routes. All escape routes.
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