((Posted on the argentdoom forum, i shall post it here, its Kinly's goodbye))
Darkened Nights
The nightsaber crawled carefully upwards the hill. Its massive body was scarred and bruised, blood surrounding its blackened fur. Its energy was fading fast as one could see its eyes beginning to close, but yet it kept on crawling, growling in its agony. With a gentle move, the nightsaber tilted its head onto the body of a fallen night elf. It hoped for the night elf to arise, but minutes passed and it never came to happen. The nightsaber groaned again in pain as it collapsed next to the fallen night elf. Its eyes had closed as it was all over. The dead nightsaber lay next to its owner, a female night elf in a territory of utter darkness. The land itself was ashen and scorched. The skies were thick of corruption and darkness even as the green glow of infernal meteorites could be seen falling down around everywhere. The night elf had stopped breathing as had the nightsaber. Blood encircled the two in a vast pool. The sword could still be seen struck deeply into the night elfs back. The blackened armor was nearly entirely covered in the red blood that now covered the small field where the two lied dead.
For years they had searched, but even though their search had not yet been successful, they had never given up their hope. New hopes of an ancient creature living in the wastelands of a corrupted land had reached their ears. Eagerly, the two had travelled across the lands of a ruined world in hope of finding that one person they had been looking for all this time.
Perhaps their long search had finally come to an end. At least they hoped so.
They hurried over to the wastelands of corruption and began their search.
Hours had passed of their search and nothing had they found. They had found only corrupted creatures, alive or dead ones. It had to be the work of the Betrayer or of the foul Nerzhul. The thoughts flew through their minds. Yet, as they were about to turn back home, they discovered something they never expected. They noticed a small shade at the edge of the world, and it looked familiar, as if the shade belonged to the person they had been searching for. They approached it with great hope in their hearts. It could all be over in moments.
As they approached the shade, it turned around, to their great horror. A scarred face starred grimly at the two. They turned around, in preparation to run, but they found themselves surrounded by strange, yet familiar shades. Their nightmares had become reality as the shadows approached the two in a circle, coming closer and closer each daring moment.
In the end, it was all over.
It was all over indeed. In the blink of an eye, the fate of one had ended. In the lone fields of Shadowmoon Valley, the night elf known as Kinesha Shadowsun and her trusted nightsaber, Darkfang, had met their demise. A legacy was over. And what would become of the murders? That was a question which no one would hold the answer to. And so it was, that in the dark nights of the Valley, the Shadowsun legacy finally came to its ultimate end.
