World Of Warcraft: Leyshards Of Azeroth - Chapter 1 | Broken Fragment / Page 1

There does it exist this piece I cannot call. The tingle at the backmost fibrous tissue of my heart. Description gives sensation alleviation, yet costs of reduced intrinsic inspection hinder what could be understood. Absent solution I feel one urchin prick at the capillary underneath the flesh with pinpoint precision.

In lack of accuracy the physical attack cannot attain perfection. These are issues that plague my addled mind. Voodoo is clearly at work and administered by forces that seek to block prosperity; Likely due to encounters experienced with some Troll witch doctor.

I didn't think it could go wrong, and to look on the past indicates that anticipation is essential for recovery. Release does not come violently and aggressive countermeasures are active thwarts of calm effort kept. My heart struggles with every pulse to permanently beat discomfort. I must keep on.

Careful and deliberate push of the crescent bend shaped in heart goes up and through the ear tube. Vibration rings both drums and trickles back until it seeks to tear open membrane. Echoes escape into deeper regions of nerves and then remain in tympanum.