Ashes of the moon
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Last published Wed, Jul 9, 2025
( This is a warcraft fanfiction story, this story might not make sense or might not be accurate)
It weaves emotion, betrayal, lust, and power into the dark and dramatic backdrop of Warcraft lore, focusing on Illidan Stormrage and the mysterious night elf with white hair.
In the shadow of war and the whisper of moonlight, two fates are bound by passion, betrayal, and redemption.
Illidan Stormrage-The Betrayer, demon hunter, and pariah-once cast aside everything for a love he could never claim. But in his wake, he left behind another heart: Selandris, a silent night elf of ethereal beauty and hidden strength, who rose from discarded lover to feared Warden. When destiny calls her into the heart of darkness, she answers not with vengeance-but with sacrifice.
As the Burning Legion tears across Azeroth, ancient wounds flare anew. Selandris, now bound to the goddess Elune in ways no one understands, walks a path between mortal and divine. Illidan, consumed by his war against the Legion, must confront his past to face the future.
From whispered dreams beneath moonwells to final battles across shattered realms, Ashes of the Moon is a haunting tale of love lost and rekindled, of the strength to walk alone-and the courage to return.
Some bonds burn away. Others become starlight.
She was never his to keep.
But she was always watching.
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