My Personal Experience of Warlock: a Road of Loneliness
I am a warlock. I do not have the gorgeous magic of Mage. There is no priest firm belief. There is no high-pitch roar warrior, shaman. There is no knight divine aura. There is no Druid tranquil state of mind, there is no hunter freedom spirit. And I even walk in the same dark corner of the rogue. I am more than scenery. But, I don’t regret to choose to be warlock, because I’ve got lots of WOW Gold, during the time I play it.
From the day of birth, no one is his companion except the devil. I put the soul to the ugly devil, get those who have been cast aside the shadow and frightening enough to destroy all of the flames. In that era, I do not know what to use magic, In the dark underground city, very few people like Warlock.
At this time, there are many warlock began to complain, start low self-esteem, so many Warlocks have to give up, and some even engaged in the arcane halls, delving into the mysteries of fire and frost. Warlock became less and less.
Finally one day, the warlocks are beginning to doubt themselves. They began to ask themselves: "Why I was born in the end." when there is a warlock named Drakedog, like all the inhabitants of Azeroth show their magnificent murder skills.
Every magic may end in the next second the enemy's life. He then lit a dark warlock seems the future of his show is not only a powerful warlock, but also changed the time for all those who have questioned the views of those. He appeared determined to continue to do my belief that a warlock was not so bed. I got some to buy wow gold, and exchanged armor. I believe the strength of warlock. I have been to follow his example, began to move toward a destructive path.
I have always believed, as long as the constant practice, one day the hands of the shadow and the flames I will be able easily to end the enemy's life. I kept fighting in the battlefield in order to defend the tribe's honor. But at a moment, I began a merciless killing. I do not know how many lives in the shadow and the flames die out. I got a lot of booty. I don’t need world of warcraft gold.
Happy time is always short, there is no never-ending banquet. Warrior said that his sword became slow. The change is not sharp as before, and he wanted it to have been accompanied by a break of his sword. Shaman said that the war has not changed the status of tribal people. He was going for the most primitive force of nature, to awaken the spirits of peace. Druid said the years of fighting, he had tired. He prefers to walk in the jungle, listening to birds whisper. I
He is no longer the insidious cold-blooded killer. He wanted to go underground to protect those who needed his protection. Mage said that he's master of ice and fire. He thought he should go back to his library, to study the mysteries of magic. Finally, at the empty valley, I only had that evil warlock. Warlock is always lonely.
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