Each day that passes, the future flows into the present which blurs into the past.
Gemeinsam wurden wir die Aspekte, Anführer der Drachenschwärme und Beschützer von Azeroth.
Vor Tausenden von Jahren, da war unsere Welt noch jung. Als Azeroth noch die Heimat unserer Vorfahren war, primitive Bestien, geleitet von primitiven Instinkten. Doch in einigen von ihnen wurde der Funke der Intelligenz entfacht und sie dachten, sprachen und fühlten viel tiefer als der Rest.
Ihr balanciert auf dem Grat des Schicksals. Alles, was zählt... ist dieser Moment.
Die Zukunft wird ihren vorbestimmten Weg gehen. Bleibt offen für das, was Euch erwartet!
Ihr müsst entscheiden, welchen Pfad Ihr nehmt. Welche Geschichte Ihr schreibt. Ein uralter Feind ist zurück. Ihr werdet schon bald eine wichtige Rolle spielen und eine schwierige Entscheidung treffen, wie wir einst. Ich bin Nozdormu. Kommt - ich habe Euch viel zu zeigen. Meine Geschichte steht bereits geschrieben. Aber Eure - und die aller Dracthyr - hat gerade erst begonnen.
Time is a tangled web. Try not to dwell on all the loose ends.
At last it has come to pass. The moment of my demise. The loop is closed. My future self will cause no more harm. Still, in time, I will... fall to madness. And you, heroes... will vanquish me. The cycle will repeat. So it goes. What matters is that Azeroth did not fall; that we survived to fight another day. All that matters... is this moment.
Selbst 15 Sekunden kommen ihm wie eine Ewigkeit vor.
Know that even as things appear to unravel, they do so with greater purpose.
Unto you is charged the great task of keeping the purity of time. Know that there is only one true timeline, though there are those who would have it otherwise. You must protect it. Without the truth of time as it is meant to unfold, more will be lost than you can possibly imagine. The fabric of reality will unravel. It is a heavy task - the base of all tasks of this world, for nothing can transpire without time.
Compared to all else that has happened, it is a small change to the time line and one of which I approve. The blues will fly the skies again, even though their numbers will not be great even after ten thousand years. But better some, than none.
Mortals! I cannot follow you any further - accept my blessing and use the Hourglass of Time to defeat Murozond!
I know what you hide from her, from us. It is my fate and curse to know such things and be unable myself to prevent them. Know that I now ask for forgivenes for the wrongs I will cause you in the future, but I must be what I am destined to be... as Malygos is.
The Sands of Time are plentiful but precious. Waste not a single grain.
Since we Aspects first realized our kind was destined to share Azeroth with the young races, we have each taken a visage that allowed us to see the world as they do. Just as importantly, it informs how they perceive us. Do you wish them to see you as a trustworthy sage? A tyrant to be feared? Distant and aloof, or warm and generous? This choice is deeply personal, and it says much about who you are as a dragon. So no, I will not tell you anything that might sway your decision.
It was given unto me to know the very hour and method of my own death. I would never subvert it. But only one of the pathways to my destiny can be correct. And in one unfolding future, I became the leader of the infinite dragonflight. That was why I became lost in the timeways, Thrall. I was seeking understanding of how such a thing came to be. How I, who have always striven to honor the great duty the titans charged me with, could have fallen so far astray.