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!
19.Aug.19, 02:01 AM
Quinvalis gave a weak smile at the praise he received from Halomirth and returned to petting her since she seemed to like it as much as he did. It was nice to know a dragon found him special but it still didn't change the way he viewed himself. He spent the last ten or more years being told he wasn't special or a waste of space by extended family. His mother's love and even his little sister looking up to him were the only things that kept him trying his hardest to prove he could at least be helpful to those better than him.
"Oh, it's pretty obvious, but thanks for trying to cheer me up. They're meant to be, Halomirth. I never believed it until I finally saw them together, no matter how much she talked about him. They grew up together and he's a bronzerider and she'll probably Impress to gold and they'll live happily ever after like in Rhaedalyn's stories." He was starting to hate those stories now that he knew he'd never be the prince or hero that got the girl they loved. He wasn't even the villain-- more like the minion that slowed the hero down for all of thirty seconds.
His eyes started watering again and he looked up at the sky, willing himself not to cry, not in front of the green pair that so far hadn't judged him poorly. Well, at least in his hearing. Who knew what private conversations were being had but he'd take what he could. "I'm being silly, I know," he whispered and returned his attention to his task of rubbing the head knob once his vision wasn't so blurry. "And I'll be happy for her tomorrow. But today, I think I want to hide and wallow in self-pity." He'd probably do that a lot longer than just for one day but Quinvalis didn't want to depress the sweet dragon too much. A show that he was going to be all right was a lot better for her.
"Oh, it's pretty obvious, but thanks for trying to cheer me up. They're meant to be, Halomirth. I never believed it until I finally saw them together, no matter how much she talked about him. They grew up together and he's a bronzerider and she'll probably Impress to gold and they'll live happily ever after like in Rhaedalyn's stories." He was starting to hate those stories now that he knew he'd never be the prince or hero that got the girl they loved. He wasn't even the villain-- more like the minion that slowed the hero down for all of thirty seconds.
His eyes started watering again and he looked up at the sky, willing himself not to cry, not in front of the green pair that so far hadn't judged him poorly. Well, at least in his hearing. Who knew what private conversations were being had but he'd take what he could. "I'm being silly, I know," he whispered and returned his attention to his task of rubbing the head knob once his vision wasn't so blurry. "And I'll be happy for her tomorrow. But today, I think I want to hide and wallow in self-pity." He'd probably do that a lot longer than just for one day but Quinvalis didn't want to depress the sweet dragon too much. A show that he was going to be all right was a lot better for her.
