Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
09.Jan.13, 01:36 AM
She wasn’t sure when it became habit but Rhaedalyn had taken to checking the bulletin board each morning and evening to make sure she didn’t miss anything important. Most of the time nothing new was added or it was simply little notes about quiet gatherings or offers to help in a certain chore. She had even considered adding a note about mending clothing or taking requests to make clothes just so she’d have something to fill her down time as well as a way to interact with new people. She had yet to do so but now that she had a little blue firelizard and they were becoming the new trend of the weyr, Rhaedalyn had been struck with the idea to make cute little clothes for the creatures. Once she made a few outfits for Muffin, perhaps she’d start offering them to other owners as well!
That afternoon on the way to the midday meal, Rhaedalyn spotted a couple of people near the bulletin board and decided to check it out after eating instead of waiting until she tasks of the day were completed. Something had obviously recently gone up and there wasn’t a point in waiting around to read it, especially if it was something major and everyone ended up talking about the details. She ate alone that day, for no other reason than it being one of the days where her schedule didn’t match well with her friends but it suited Rhaedalyn fine now that she had Muffin and the flitter was still so ravenous. Every few bites she took, a large piece was given to Muffin to work on. When it seemed like his hunger was finally ebbing and Rhaedalyn didn’t feel like the food she ate wasn’t helping at all with the pains, she tidied up her spot, scooped up the stuffed and currently lazy firelizard and headed out.
She hugged Muffin close to her chest, enjoying the way he cuddled up against her and rewarded him with a little scratch above the eye ridges while she walked over to the now deserted board. Humming to herself, she scanned the papers until the new one popped out at her. It didn’t seem formatted like a normal announcement and curious, she took her time reading it over.
The opening paragraph sounded so sad! Was this a love letter of a greenrider waiting for his bluerider mate to return? Oh! What if it was about the Plague and how the bluerider died and the greenrider continued to wait each night all the same, hoping to see him again? The mere thought brought tears to Rhaedalyn’s eyes. It was so tragic and beautiful! The loyalty and love they must have had to provoke such a reaction in the survivor was something she could only dream about having with someone. She quickly dabbed away the unshed tears and readied herself to continue reading into the sneak peek of a tragic soul.
“Oh, R’nd,” B’jin sighed weakly,
Rhaedalyn squeaked as she read the names and then read them again to make sure she hadn’t misread the tricky honorifics and replaced them with ones she knew. They were certainly the names of her teacher and his lover which completely destroyed the idea she held about what the letter was! Now suddenly cautious as she was curious, Rhaedalyn read on and each sentence turned her cheeks a deeper shade of crimson. What was this? Had this actually happened and someone recorded it for all to bear witness to? She knew, like everyone else in Katila, that the pair had a falling out thanks to the firelizards but they had recently made up and seemed as adorable and in love as ever. Was this how they actually made up?
By the time she read the last lines that had R’nd climaxing, Rhaedalyn had covered her mouth in shock and felt truly scandalised. How could someone write such a thing? It couldn’t have been real unless one of the men involved actually wrote it since it was so intimate. That didn’t make sense either though! B’jin would never allow such a piece of work to be shared publically so it had to be stolen. Someone couldn’t actually write it simply because they were fans of the adorable pair, right?
Oh! What if people thought she wrote it? Many knew she loved love and romance and swooned over the happy couples around the weyr, especially B’jin and R’nd who always had the population chattering. Standing near the written work was surely a sign that she wrote it! It didn’t matter that people saw it before she came along. If anyone saw her there now, they would assume she had posted it herself. This was horrible! Should she remove it? Run away? What should she do!
That afternoon on the way to the midday meal, Rhaedalyn spotted a couple of people near the bulletin board and decided to check it out after eating instead of waiting until she tasks of the day were completed. Something had obviously recently gone up and there wasn’t a point in waiting around to read it, especially if it was something major and everyone ended up talking about the details. She ate alone that day, for no other reason than it being one of the days where her schedule didn’t match well with her friends but it suited Rhaedalyn fine now that she had Muffin and the flitter was still so ravenous. Every few bites she took, a large piece was given to Muffin to work on. When it seemed like his hunger was finally ebbing and Rhaedalyn didn’t feel like the food she ate wasn’t helping at all with the pains, she tidied up her spot, scooped up the stuffed and currently lazy firelizard and headed out.
She hugged Muffin close to her chest, enjoying the way he cuddled up against her and rewarded him with a little scratch above the eye ridges while she walked over to the now deserted board. Humming to herself, she scanned the papers until the new one popped out at her. It didn’t seem formatted like a normal announcement and curious, she took her time reading it over.
The opening paragraph sounded so sad! Was this a love letter of a greenrider waiting for his bluerider mate to return? Oh! What if it was about the Plague and how the bluerider died and the greenrider continued to wait each night all the same, hoping to see him again? The mere thought brought tears to Rhaedalyn’s eyes. It was so tragic and beautiful! The loyalty and love they must have had to provoke such a reaction in the survivor was something she could only dream about having with someone. She quickly dabbed away the unshed tears and readied herself to continue reading into the sneak peek of a tragic soul.
“Oh, R’nd,” B’jin sighed weakly,
Rhaedalyn squeaked as she read the names and then read them again to make sure she hadn’t misread the tricky honorifics and replaced them with ones she knew. They were certainly the names of her teacher and his lover which completely destroyed the idea she held about what the letter was! Now suddenly cautious as she was curious, Rhaedalyn read on and each sentence turned her cheeks a deeper shade of crimson. What was this? Had this actually happened and someone recorded it for all to bear witness to? She knew, like everyone else in Katila, that the pair had a falling out thanks to the firelizards but they had recently made up and seemed as adorable and in love as ever. Was this how they actually made up?
By the time she read the last lines that had R’nd climaxing, Rhaedalyn had covered her mouth in shock and felt truly scandalised. How could someone write such a thing? It couldn’t have been real unless one of the men involved actually wrote it since it was so intimate. That didn’t make sense either though! B’jin would never allow such a piece of work to be shared publically so it had to be stolen. Someone couldn’t actually write it simply because they were fans of the adorable pair, right?
Oh! What if people thought she wrote it? Many knew she loved love and romance and swooned over the happy couples around the weyr, especially B’jin and R’nd who always had the population chattering. Standing near the written work was surely a sign that she wrote it! It didn’t matter that people saw it before she came along. If anyone saw her there now, they would assume she had posted it herself. This was horrible! Should she remove it? Run away? What should she do!
