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!
06.Mar.18, 08:57 AM
“That’s a great idea!” She trilled, trotting back out of the bedroom and past Ayontay so she could stare at the doorway. Well, it was not really a doorway, it was more of a curtained off corner of her father’s weyr. It wasn’t really made for two people, but they had made it work. Jajojin didn’t want to take up an actual weyr when he didn’t have a dragon, and Madiquel figured it would have been too painful for him, anyway, so he had claimed a low-level room for them to share. Madiquel figured she’d be moving out in the next couple of years, just to have her own space, but she wasn’t ready yet. Besides, her papa needed her! He had his bad days still, and she knew she wasn’t what he wanted (he wanted his dragon, obviously!) but she did her best to make sure he ate and was looked after when he couldn’t look after himself.
It helped that she still needed him! She still slept with her stuffed toys, and she kept the glows in the corner of the room uncovered during the night so the darkness would not nip at her toes and give her nightmares. She knew she was not ready to be alone yet, but she also knew she was closing in on fifteen, and by then most people would consider her much too old to be sharing a weyr with her father. It was somewhat scary, honestly. At least they were both weyrbred, so there was no talk of marrying her off, even though she did not want to Impress a dragon. She would rather be an old maid in a Weyr than a housewife to some rich lord!
After a thoughtful silence staring at the outer area, she trotted over to her dad and dragged him back, telling him how she wanted it hung and making him go find some line to hold it up. Then she directed the tall man on how to hang the wooden sign so that it would be visible to anyone that passed her door, but wouldn’t hit anyone in the head when they came into said room. Well, maybe her papa, but she grinned playfully at him when he said he would have to duck under it and gave him a hug, sending him back to whatever he had been doing so she could skip back in and look for another spot, this time for the piece with the quote.
“Of course I want to see it every day,” she scolded Ayontay, rolling her eyes playfully and sticking her tongue out at him. She spun around in a circle, looking all around her small room before decided on a spot on her bedside table. She cleared a pile of odds and ends out of the way, putting them in new spots (most of them back where they actually went) and then brushed at the table top before she set the woodwork on it, setting it against the glow basket so it stood up nicely and she could read it. Flopping down on her bed, she wriggled around and then turned her head so she could see the wood and the quote from where she lay. Sitting up, she beamed at Ayontay. “Perfect!” She cheered, delighted. “Now it’ll be one of the first – and last – things I see each day!” She was completely oblivious to any implications that could have, simply thrilled that such a lovely thought had been turned into such a wonderful piece of work.
Besides, the quote was beautiful, and she just knew that reading it when she covered the glows would give her good dreams, and reading it when she got up in the morning would give her strength to face whatever the day brought about! It was wonderful!
It helped that she still needed him! She still slept with her stuffed toys, and she kept the glows in the corner of the room uncovered during the night so the darkness would not nip at her toes and give her nightmares. She knew she was not ready to be alone yet, but she also knew she was closing in on fifteen, and by then most people would consider her much too old to be sharing a weyr with her father. It was somewhat scary, honestly. At least they were both weyrbred, so there was no talk of marrying her off, even though she did not want to Impress a dragon. She would rather be an old maid in a Weyr than a housewife to some rich lord!
After a thoughtful silence staring at the outer area, she trotted over to her dad and dragged him back, telling him how she wanted it hung and making him go find some line to hold it up. Then she directed the tall man on how to hang the wooden sign so that it would be visible to anyone that passed her door, but wouldn’t hit anyone in the head when they came into said room. Well, maybe her papa, but she grinned playfully at him when he said he would have to duck under it and gave him a hug, sending him back to whatever he had been doing so she could skip back in and look for another spot, this time for the piece with the quote.
“Of course I want to see it every day,” she scolded Ayontay, rolling her eyes playfully and sticking her tongue out at him. She spun around in a circle, looking all around her small room before decided on a spot on her bedside table. She cleared a pile of odds and ends out of the way, putting them in new spots (most of them back where they actually went) and then brushed at the table top before she set the woodwork on it, setting it against the glow basket so it stood up nicely and she could read it. Flopping down on her bed, she wriggled around and then turned her head so she could see the wood and the quote from where she lay. Sitting up, she beamed at Ayontay. “Perfect!” She cheered, delighted. “Now it’ll be one of the first – and last – things I see each day!” She was completely oblivious to any implications that could have, simply thrilled that such a lovely thought had been turned into such a wonderful piece of work.
Besides, the quote was beautiful, and she just knew that reading it when she covered the glows would give her good dreams, and reading it when she got up in the morning would give her strength to face whatever the day brought about! It was wonderful!
