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14.Dec.20, 09:34 PM
“Perhaps he’s simply waiting for a dragon worthy of you, that wouldn’t be a waste of your attentions.” Alekse suggested, cocking his head back to take in the green’s display with a smirk. He took another swing of the wine, and shards, was it good. Maybe it was the need for warmth talking, but he wasn’t going to complain about a decent drink.
He thanked the rider for his help, settling in behind the man, and opened his mouth to respond to his question when the words were torn from him as the green leapt into the sky. This marked exactly the third time he’d ever been atop a dragon, and the first two were with a weyrling pair barely out of between training. That experience didn’t even compare to this.
With a sound somewhere between a gasp and a yelp, Alekse leaned forward, grabbing at whatever he could to right himself and fight the force trying to press him down and back against Isperinath. Once upright, he leaned a bit to take in the view from above, though not releasing his death-grip on the rider. His stomach dropped, but he couldn’t tear his eyes from the stunning landscape. This was a sight he wouldn’t soon forget. He laughed, truly awestruck. The miles were whizzing beneath them, and what would take an hour would be long behind them in a matter of minutes. When a dragon and rider traveled like this, it was no wonder they might be confused by message Runners on the ground…then of course there was between…
At a word from Je’ler, they blinked into the blackness, and he was reminded again of just what true chill felt like. Reappearing in the cold air above Benden Hold felt like a warm day in Ista by comparison. He breathed out, letting the cold of between mix with the air above Benden before he pointed out the station set just away from the Hold.
“Thank you for the ride!” He grinned, glad to have saved himself the cold journey. “Now, how about that stew? And perhaps more wine?”
He thanked the rider for his help, settling in behind the man, and opened his mouth to respond to his question when the words were torn from him as the green leapt into the sky. This marked exactly the third time he’d ever been atop a dragon, and the first two were with a weyrling pair barely out of between training. That experience didn’t even compare to this.
With a sound somewhere between a gasp and a yelp, Alekse leaned forward, grabbing at whatever he could to right himself and fight the force trying to press him down and back against Isperinath. Once upright, he leaned a bit to take in the view from above, though not releasing his death-grip on the rider. His stomach dropped, but he couldn’t tear his eyes from the stunning landscape. This was a sight he wouldn’t soon forget. He laughed, truly awestruck. The miles were whizzing beneath them, and what would take an hour would be long behind them in a matter of minutes. When a dragon and rider traveled like this, it was no wonder they might be confused by message Runners on the ground…then of course there was between…
At a word from Je’ler, they blinked into the blackness, and he was reminded again of just what true chill felt like. Reappearing in the cold air above Benden Hold felt like a warm day in Ista by comparison. He breathed out, letting the cold of between mix with the air above Benden before he pointed out the station set just away from the Hold.
“Thank you for the ride!” He grinned, glad to have saved himself the cold journey. “Now, how about that stew? And perhaps more wine?”
