So here I am, standing in the far distance of a road I once walked. Looking back at it, I see why I walked it; it was a good one, inhabited by many people who I'd have called friends. Memories to both sides, good as well as bad. And there's people sitting besides them, people who I only remember as vague faces, odd characters or partial names. Who were they?

Some, I can't remember. But I should; they were important to me. Once. In another life. But where have they gone? It's been five years. I enjoyed those years. But now, standing here and looking back, I feel alone.

Where have those people gone that I enjoyed spending so much time with? I travelled places with them, I saw the marvels of the world, we explored new lands together. We laughed, we yelled, we had drama as well as joy. We were friends, once. A group, a whole. And one by one they left. Or did I slowly drift away? It's hard to tell. The result is yet the same; I stand here, my mind full of heirlooms of that time, but no one to hold my hand or stand beside me as I travel on. Were we ever really friends?

I'd like to think so.


Reminiscing about the 5 years I spend playing WoW, it's been 6 months since I last touched it. It's 4.30 AM, I'm tired and melancholic, leave me be :<