Yesterday I started on the final stretch to get into Outlands and popped 58 right near the end of the time allotted me. I delayed in Ironforge for a few moments to train and re-equip myself with new items that I was now fortunate enough to be able to use.
I had been discussing my mana problems with another follower of the Light and she suggested that I start stacking spirit more than other attributes, especially regeneration-geared items. The items I equipped yesterday come from that variety, and appear to be helping a little.
Once there, a kind warrior flagged me down and asked me to speak with a fellow on the other side of the portal, since I was going that way. Thus bearing a message, I departed this world.
Frightening, when put that way.
The "other side", when put that way, is fairly disappointing. More bleakness. Don't demons like green? Is Argus a desert planet?
One thing that was not disappointing was that a giant demon was charging me up the steps as soon as I stepped out. I leaped aside, only to be ignored as he charged for the portal itself! I'll not forget that sight soon!
I was there! The kind dwarf gave me further instructions to report to another fellow in Honor Hold (I like that name!) and off I went on gryphonback. Once I got there, I was run through the usual military hierarchy, but eventually delivered all I needed to and greeted all I was supposed to.
So I'm here! I have a hearthstone in Shattrath City now, and eventually, when I hit 60, I'll return and start the long climb to level 70.