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She's actually handling it pretty well. She has a lot of ways to help control the void within herself, use it to her advantage, and she's had a lot of years to practice them. She's been out in Eversong with a group of other elves, researching the Lightbloom, and she's really enjoyed being back in her home city/area.

Home.

I never thought I would see this city again. But, here I was, standing at the gates of Silvermoon City, The Sunwell behind me, my beloved home in front of me. It seemed like a dream.

I was truly home.

Not living on the road on the way to Stormwind. Not in a tiny apartment in that Alliance city. Not in my cozy cottage in Elwynn Forest.

I was in Silvermoon.

Well, not actually in because I froze at the gate, just staring in awe and disbelief. The emotions I felt could not be contained, and I didn’t really care who saw me. My bottom lip quivered and I fell to my knees at the gate, tears streaming down my face because here it was, here was my city, here was my home, the place I never thought I would be allowed to return to.

I leaned forward and rested my palms on the sunbaked bricks and just wept.

How long had it been? How many days since I beheld the beauty of this place? How many nights spent away from my friends and family? How many times had I prayed to the Light to bring me home?

I thought those prayers would forever go unanswered. I thought I would never get to see this place again. I expected to die an outcast, a refugee in a city that was not mine, buried in a cemetery that my family could not visit.

It seemed fitting that a catastrophe of the Void should be the thing that would bring the Ren’dorei home. That didn’t matter to me, I was here, finally.