Mataoka and Navimie's Friday Fished-up-Wish Fables : Genn
We're up to our usual mischief once again! These may not be true 'fables' but all is fair in love and alliteration. Fridays will find our blog filled with the stories behind the coins fished from the fountains, and sewers, of Dalaran. Be careful what you wish for, dear readers!
Genn Graymane surveyed the wall, nodding approvingly. The solid brick construction would easily repel the orcs and other would be invaders from his kingdom.
Gilneas was a flourishing nation - all the other nations were envious of their prosperity. This war that King Terenas Menethil had dragged him into was merely a plan to use his resources and armies to fund a war that neither threatened his borders. War efforts had a tendency to bleed coffers dry - and keeping orc prisoners as slaves in internment camps... what was the point of that? No, he would not help this Alliance henceforth. Gilneas was strong enough to stand on its own, and this wall would prove it.
The cobblestone streets were immaculate and children ran alongside carriages, their pinwheels spinning as they laughed in childish abandon. A smile creased his face as he watched a group throwing coins into the centre square's magnificent fountain, their eyes closed as they made secret wishes. The Dalaran magicians held nothing to the glory of his city. THIS was as close to paradise as any human could want - peace, prosperity, security.
Gilneas would close its doors to the outside world, and leave them to their petty struggles.
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