Eyes of the Beast

AzureusBunny

I do not own Warcraft or any games in the series.

Anomaly

What peculiar things humans were.

Living within the clockwork of humanoid scheduling resulted in me knowing every quirk of the system. People were so two-dimensional. They eat, sleep, labor, learn, and fight for the oh-so-glorious Alliance! In the year of my solitude I learned to not expect much out of the city. Days spent cruising through the main streets proved to be near identical to each other.

Shadows cast by my flickering tail danced as children would across the worn road. The path had received much traffic when the city was still blanketed with light. Memories of the mindless hustle of day remained vivid in my mind. My ears rung from the elated screams of inquisitive children rushing in and out of every random building they could find. As the beady-eyed youth gaped at the window displays of magic stores, the parents would browse for holiday goodies.

The current year was coming to a close and it was humanoid tradition to not let the night go to waste. The festivities included parties, alcohol, food, parties, socialization, nostalgia, parties, and these marvelous objects called fireworks. The invention of these rockets remained an enigma to me. I remembered a nostalgic time when I asked my master about the creation of the firework. The only answer I received was 'boredom'. Even without the true origins of these blazing sky contraptions, I still enjoy watching them shoot off into the heavens.

A wall of light swept over me as a nearby door burst open. The air filled with screams of children as they piled out of the house. One by one they plopped themselves down next to the nearby channel, dangling their legs over the edge. The last of the four children happened to land directly adjacent to my sitting spot. She appeared to be a young, sweet girl with innocent eyes. While the rest of the kids eagerly looked to the sky, she took her time to look directly at me. As I looked into her gentle eyes, I saw the reflection of my own. My empty eyes were nothing like hers. She extended a sincere hand to touch me, but I retreated away from the light. Through the veil of the darkness I fled to, I saw the hurt in her eyes as she slowly took back her palm. The frigid stones under my paws sent chilling jolts laced with guilt up my spine. Timidly I edged away from the shadows. The effort was well worth it when I saw her face light up with glee once again. The first rocket of the night blazed into the sky, raising a roar from the city inhabitants below. As the other children squealed with glee, the girl faced away to greet me with her smile. I ended up having some company to watch the show that night.

Some time during the show, the girl managed to compose a poem that she left with me. One last time I saw her innocent face smile when I took the crude stationary in my teeth.

The skies danced for me today

as I watched from the streets.

I would have loved to soar along with them,

if I had not met a special new friend.

A fierce gust of wind swept the poem into the air. I made no attempt to reclaim it. I simply watched it drift like a fairy across the channel. Another wind kicked up, replacing any warmth the poem provided with the cold of night.

What a peculiar girl she was.

A/N: This chapter is more like a little prologue than an actually chapter. The rest of them will be longer. Also, the poem was not really much of a poem, but the child who wrote it was around 8 years old, so of course it's not gonna' be a masterpiece.

I'll be editing this in the future, probably. Just because this is a very... 'delicate' chapter, I feel the need to adjust it at times.

Edit: Added on sentences in the beginning and end.

Edit: Took away a sentence in the beginning paragraph that I really thought was weak.