Between the sun’s power and the moon’s guile
Under which logic goes to sleep and intuition takes its foothold.
Upon which she rode, just to move freely
Answer to no man, beggar or king.
In all the noise of the day, the demanding obligations and duties, one thing that never ceases to be fun, however silly, is a new ride. Just obtained the
Celestial Spectral Steed. I know many of you wouldn’t step back in Tol Barad if King Wyrnn himself asked you, but she sure is beautiful, isn’t she? Worth every token.