Hi, I'm French and I'm in the 8th grade. I adore English. Please do not be to hard with me thanks a lot.
My dear
She was a beautiful night elf. Her hairs was blue, her eyes was silver. Her name is Tyrande Whisperwind. I love her, from the first look. Her lips were voluptuous. But we are so different, she was an a Sisterhood of Elune and me? I'm nothing compared to my brother. She love my brother no me.
Illidan: Malfurion I love Tyrande she is mine.
Malfurion: I love her too. In winning his first love.
Tyrande you are so… so wonderful but I have not the right choices. I've lost you. I was a night elf, with you I've learnt the kindness, the generosity and the smile. Yes, I've love you but that was before. Now I hate my native land, I'm an outcast no night elf. The demons and nagas are my people, my friends, and my family. And your people to you and my brother are my enemies. But, but I've loved you no now, once. Now you are night elves' queen. And me ? I'm Illidan Stormrage, I am the traitor and I love you Tyrande. But a demon and a night elf are not meant to be together. Farwell my dear.
Illidan Stormrage
Thank for having read. I know I'm not very good at English. Review please to get me better