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11.Aug.19, 02:36 AM
Perfect. Great. Absolutely fantastic start to a Hatching, Misha thought, heart sinking as the first dragonet appeared and fell still. Die without Impressing, boded well for all the rest of the eggs. If any more even fucking hatched, though as Misharan had the thought a second egg fell over, proving it at least at that moment held a living dragonet. Though who knew how long that would last, Misharan wondered, looking back at the unmoving dragonet and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He couldn’t help trying to figure out which of the eggs it was based on his memories of the Touching - there were only six, and he’d touched them all, sort of, but Thallyath seemed to have rearranged them since then and they didn’t look different enough for him to be sure. There was one that felt like it was wasting away from lack of everything, and the emaciated little green brought that egg to mind. But really, it could be any of them.
Misharan opened his eyes back up, in time to see the egg rock again. It seemed a little more lively than the other one? That was good, right? Fuck, he didn’t know. He just hoped it survived. Though how long would it last even if lived long enough to Impress and - oh, fuck. What if some of the dragonets survived just long enough to Impress and then die within a day or two? That would be so much worse. Misharan didn’t want to Impress just for the dragon to die! How awful! He didn’t want that to happen to him, or to any of his friends. Maybe they should all just leave immediately and leave the dragonets to their inevitable fate.
Of course, just the thought made Misha feel sick with himself. Could he really just leave a baby to die alone because he didn’t want to get hurt? As it turned out, probably. But Misharan didn’t want to be the sort of person who left babies to die. Fuck. He hated this. Hated this. Misharan wanted the Hatching to get on with it so he could leave and probably hug all his friends and maybe cry for a while. A glance over at Mylorah revealed she’d already been crying. He hadn’t even noticed. It was like nothing around him was real anymore.
’Faranth, please just let this be over soon,’ he begged the world at large, closing his eyes again to try and see if everything would feel real again when he opened them.
Misharan opened his eyes back up, in time to see the egg rock again. It seemed a little more lively than the other one? That was good, right? Fuck, he didn’t know. He just hoped it survived. Though how long would it last even if lived long enough to Impress and - oh, fuck. What if some of the dragonets survived just long enough to Impress and then die within a day or two? That would be so much worse. Misharan didn’t want to Impress just for the dragon to die! How awful! He didn’t want that to happen to him, or to any of his friends. Maybe they should all just leave immediately and leave the dragonets to their inevitable fate.
Of course, just the thought made Misha feel sick with himself. Could he really just leave a baby to die alone because he didn’t want to get hurt? As it turned out, probably. But Misharan didn’t want to be the sort of person who left babies to die. Fuck. He hated this. Hated this. Misharan wanted the Hatching to get on with it so he could leave and probably hug all his friends and maybe cry for a while. A glance over at Mylorah revealed she’d already been crying. He hadn’t even noticed. It was like nothing around him was real anymore.
’Faranth, please just let this be over soon,’ he begged the world at large, closing his eyes again to try and see if everything would feel real again when he opened them.
