Picture a light blue, translucent female elf face, starry background behind her, peering down smiling at a planet. Her breath gently stirring the clouds. Her translucent hand gently caresses the surface of the water, the other softly brushing the tops of the trees. All manner of fauna and wildlife skitter about happily unaware of her loving gaze… the picture fades and she is now a purple skinned night elf, long ears, and smallish, delicate antlers tip toeing through shallow waters, adoringly gazing down at fish swimming below her. Suddenly she doubles over in pain!
“Whaa… what has happened?”
A male voice from behind her jolts her from her distraction, she turns… a tall, thin man holding a long gnarled staff crowned with leaves and antlers drifts down from the starry night sky. A greenish aura surrounds him.
“A terrible lesson for an upstart goddess. In your naive, impulsive desire to create life, you failed to remember that a god also nurtures and protects it. And now your favored children have paid for your impetuousness.”
“Azeroth… my Kaldorei? NO!” the woman cries as she takes to the heavens like a shooting star, a dusting of twinkling starlight trailing behind her
“Now you will learn Elune… there are consequences… even for gods like us.” he mutters under his breath as the ancient Wild God watches her exit, an emotionless expression on his weathered, aged face.
From her throne high above in the night sky, Elune peered down at the burning husk that was Teldrassil. Already gathering about its base, wisps… those souls of her favored Kaldorei perished in the flames by the thousands. Tens of thousands.
Choking back the tears Elune spoke
“They cannot remain here, there is nothing left for them… but sorrow and pain.”
She stretches out her arm towards Azeroth, her hand open flat far above Teldrassil.
"Elune no! You mustn’t send them…" cried out Aessina, ‘mother creator’ of the Wild Gods
“But I must for they will know only suffering here now and my sister may yet have absolution for them in Ardenweald.”
With a slight wave of her hand the wisps were gone. And with that so too Elune was gone though her tears remained to fall like rain upon the burning tree under the light of a suddenly dimmed moon.
“…to the Maw…” Aessina finishes futiley