Tick Tock


Tick Tock.

Can you hear it?

The sound in the distance?

Tick Tock.

Louder it gets, with each passing moment.

Mere hours to go until the invasion begins.

Tick Tock.

My bags are packed, my gear prepared, my affairs are in order.

My gun is cleaned and oiled, my powder is dry.

Tick Tock.

The crowd is gathered, each quietly making ready in their own mind.

The boat will be arriving soon to take us to Northrend.

Tick Tock.

I stand idly at the dock, pet at my side, alone even in a crowd.

Listening as the sound grows steadily louder, impaitently waiting.

Tick Tock.

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