10.Apr.21, 12:19 PM
T’ryn frowned and almost smiled at Cazan’s quick point of clarity on what she meant by her weyr. He supposed he had been a bit moody about the whole his-and-hers weyrs since they settled in. He hadn’t meant to be but the idea of two weyrs with the adjoining walkway was when they weren’t mates and might still need their own space. They were mated now and maybe building a future together and that other bedroom sometimes drove him crazy. However, he also rationally knew that Cazan did need her own space still since she had a husband and a … what even was Kor’is? Boyfriend? Lover? Fuck boy?
While it was nice to have a new problem to focus on, T’ryn just couldn’t put his all into it. He was in shock and trying to pretend he wasn’t, same with the need to process and grieve. And, as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he still wasn’t feeling well and the events they had witnessed weren’t helping. Clinging to Cazan, Syrendryth’s calming presence, and even the two firelizards snuggling with him were helping but he was pushing his luck and knew he’d crash and burn hard and probably soon.
Still, he tried to pretend he hadn’t just asked to hide away and offered a playful reply to Cazan’s concern. “If you agreed there aren’t any ghosts between, that would help.” It had only been a week but this was the third time the ghosts had been brought up. T’ryn knew his mate wouldn’t budge on her belief in the ghosts of dragons and riders living between but he knew what he saw; or didn’t see.It was only a dream. You need to let it go. T’ryn knew it had to be a dream given what they knew and how he would have died if he had been wandering there—
Maybe he had been a ghost?Not this again. I think your fever is coming back and you need to rest.
T’ryn sighed and agreed. “I think it’s probably best if I lie down for a while. It’s probably quicker if I listed everything that’s currently fine with me,” he didn’t want to scare Cazan but their health wasn’t something to downplay either. “I want to see our dragons first and then I’ll be good and get in bed.” Syrendryth and Malvayth both would know he was fine but visual confirmation was nice and a nuzzle from each of them would do him wonders as well.
While it was nice to have a new problem to focus on, T’ryn just couldn’t put his all into it. He was in shock and trying to pretend he wasn’t, same with the need to process and grieve. And, as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he still wasn’t feeling well and the events they had witnessed weren’t helping. Clinging to Cazan, Syrendryth’s calming presence, and even the two firelizards snuggling with him were helping but he was pushing his luck and knew he’d crash and burn hard and probably soon.
Still, he tried to pretend he hadn’t just asked to hide away and offered a playful reply to Cazan’s concern. “If you agreed there aren’t any ghosts between, that would help.” It had only been a week but this was the third time the ghosts had been brought up. T’ryn knew his mate wouldn’t budge on her belief in the ghosts of dragons and riders living between but he knew what he saw; or didn’t see.
Maybe he had been a ghost?
T’ryn sighed and agreed. “I think it’s probably best if I lie down for a while. It’s probably quicker if I listed everything that’s currently fine with me,” he didn’t want to scare Cazan but their health wasn’t something to downplay either. “I want to see our dragons first and then I’ll be good and get in bed.” Syrendryth and Malvayth both would know he was fine but visual confirmation was nice and a nuzzle from each of them would do him wonders as well.