He expected the chill of cold winds to greet his senses at first. Instead, it was sunlight that kissed his cheeks while he stirred. Turning over on his side, he reached for her as he always had done. He found his finger curling into soft hair rather than an empty space.
His slow smile met her seeking thumb, beckoning him closer. No more dreaming awake, he assured himself. He was finally home.
A moment shared between Timmelith and illuminest‘s Luminel after the Draenor campaign.












