▸ Column · Post-Cataclysm Azeroth (World of Warcraft); the letter is adapted into a world of arcane-compound dependency among campaign veterans, Light-priest healing houses, raven-courier correspondence, and Dustwallow Marsh border settlements.
JAINA PROUDMOORE replies.
Replied to by Jaina Proudmoore, with a rebuttal from Naruto Uzumaki.
The letter
My younger brother Declan has been struggling with an arcane-compound dependency for four years — not the dramatic fel corruption the histories warn of, but a slow reliance on refined dreamroot tinctures he first took for pain after a campaign injury. He's been through three different healing programs; none of them held. Last month a courier message reached me from a waystation at the edge of the Dustwallow Marshes: he needed ten gold for "board." We both know what the gold was actually for. I didn't send it. Every priest of the Light and every healer I've consulted says the same — don't fund the dependency. But I've been wretched with guilt since, hearing the desperation in how he'd written, wondering whether I'm confusing "not enabling him" with simply abandoning someone I love. He's been sleeping on a friend's floor and has missed two intake appointments at the only charitable healing house in that district. Our mother has been sending him coin in secret, which makes me furious, and also makes me wonder whether she simply loves him more bravely than I do. At what point is the line I'm holding no longer protection — and just a wall?
Jaina Proudmoore replies
The guilt is the answer to your question — not because it means you were wrong, but because it proves you haven't left.
I will be honest with you. There are two ways to watch someone walk toward their own destruction. One is to keep your hands open, ready to be used, not because the gold helps him but because closed hands feel like closing a door. That is what your mother is choosing. The other is to refuse it and carry that weight alone — which no pamphlet from a Light-priest prepares you for. She is not braver than you. She is taking the path that costs less at three in the morning.
I once held onto someone past all reason because I could not bear to do anything else — the prince I loved before he fell. My faith in him was real, and it did not save him. What you are doing is different. You are not clinging to someone already gone. You are holding a line for his sake and paying for it in sleepless nights.
My father held his lines past love and died useless to everyone he thought he was protecting. That danger is real. But it is not what your letter describes. You are still here, still anguished, still paying attention. The ten gold was never the measure of your love for him. As long as that is true — and it is, or you would not have written this letter — then what you held is not the end of something. It is the shape of something still standing.
— Jaina Proudmoore
Naruto Uzumaki weighs in
Jaina's not wrong about the coin, but I think you're both looking at the wrong problem, ya know? That message from Dustwallow wasn't a guy trying to get gold. It was a guy who doesn't know if anyone still considers him worth showing up for. I grew up like that — I know what that particular kind of alone feels like from the inside. Declan's missing appointments, sleeping on some floor, sending desperate messages — that's somebody who feels invisible in a way no amount of coin fixes. And no amount of NOT sending coin fixes either.
You're asking whether you held the right line. I'm asking: does your brother know you still see him? Not from a distance. Not via raven. You. In person. I spent years chasing someone who tried to end me multiple times, because refusing to give up on a person is the only thing that ever actually reaches them. Gold doesn't do that. A letter doesn't do that.
Go to Dustwallow.
— Naruto Uzumaki