Diary Entry, Thirteenth of October

Something amazing has happened. It is difficult for me to even put it into words, but I feel I must try to define it and describe it lest I forget the feeling. It happened deep in the evening last night, while I was experimenting with my magic. In the midst of casting, I sensed a shifting in the leylines of Azeroth. I know not what caused it, but it threw off my magic, and caused me to falter in the spell I was casting. Desperate not to lose the thread of the spell I was working on lest a miscast occur, I reached out, trying to recapture the leyline magic that I had been tapping into. My senses stretched out, and wrapped around a magic source, pulling it to me to complete the spell.

It was the sunwell! I have finally, after all of this time, tapped into it once more! I've finally felt its presence again! The feeling is beyond any I've known in a long time. At long last, I feel as if a part of me that was missing is now whole once more. The magic flows through me, and there is no emptiness within me, no pit of agony and hunger that I must battle against, only pure unending magic!

I could sing right now! I could dance and frolic! My spirit soars within me! The sunwell's magic is all of these things and more. It is pure joy, it is a part of the blood of my people, and something that I have not touched for a long time. I feel as if the part of me that was Biar'athiel is renewed, and restored. It was then that I had full access to this power, and again it is mine to touch and taste!

After this joyous reunion with a power I thought long lost to me, there is little that can hold me back. I feel as if time itself is putty in my hands, and can be stretched and manipulated at will. My spells are more powerful, they flow more quickly. I myself move more quickly, am more lithe as I surround myself in power. I feel as if the very potential that my mother bestowed on me has been realized!

All of my woes, all of my concerns about feeding my addiction are ended now. I can feed on magic for the pure joy of it. There is no need for meditation, nor for constant feeding. I am free to enjoy the pure luxury of consuming any magic I please, or not to do so if that pleases me! Later in the evening I visited the lushly appointed warrens deep beneath my Spire where I keep fel energies stored for my servants to feed off of. Sitting on a cushioned divan and absorbing the fel magic, I felt it combine nicely with the Light now contained within the Sunwell. I am free finally. I am whole and can taste of the magic as I always wanted to.

My joy will last for many days I suspect, and this newfound power will stay with me always.