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!
23.Jun.21, 01:57 PM
Daci hung back, watching the other candidates as they milled around, touching eggs. This was still so new! She’d attended Mizeath’s Touching and Hatching too, of course—the attempted poisoning had put a damper on things for a while, naturally—but the newness, the little thrill of excitement that flitted through her the first time she’d stepped onto the Sands, that was still present. All those eggs, all those babies, all that promise of a new life and fresh beginnings!
Daci clasped her hands together, bounced onto her toes, then dropped back onto the ground, cheeks growing warm as she dropped her hands to her suede. She was supposed to be more dignified than that! She was, she was, she was. But everything was so exciting, so wonderful, so glorious, how could one possibly stand it? Dragons were real! They were real, and one of them might choose her! it was simply too astounding for words.
She smiled at a few of the Candidates, waved at a few others. There were so many faces to remember! There were so many things to remember, too, but that wasn’t nearly so overwhelming as the number of people she was suddenly around. Thankfully, most didn’t seem to mind if she didn’t use their name when she spoke to them. That way, she could pretend she hadn’t forgotten it, again, and didn’t really know who she was speaking to at all. Maybe they hadn’t caught on yet. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
Finally she took a deep breath, let it out, and approached the eggs. After all, that was why she was here. To make something of herself at last—provided a dragon would, eventually, choose her. She dropped to her knees by one particular egg, resting a hand on the shell. “ Hello,” she whispered, “I’m Daci. It’s nice to meet you,”
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Egg #6, please!
Daci clasped her hands together, bounced onto her toes, then dropped back onto the ground, cheeks growing warm as she dropped her hands to her suede. She was supposed to be more dignified than that! She was, she was, she was. But everything was so exciting, so wonderful, so glorious, how could one possibly stand it? Dragons were real! They were real, and one of them might choose her! it was simply too astounding for words.
She smiled at a few of the Candidates, waved at a few others. There were so many faces to remember! There were so many things to remember, too, but that wasn’t nearly so overwhelming as the number of people she was suddenly around. Thankfully, most didn’t seem to mind if she didn’t use their name when she spoke to them. That way, she could pretend she hadn’t forgotten it, again, and didn’t really know who she was speaking to at all. Maybe they hadn’t caught on yet. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
Finally she took a deep breath, let it out, and approached the eggs. After all, that was why she was here. To make something of herself at last—provided a dragon would, eventually, choose her. She dropped to her knees by one particular egg, resting a hand on the shell. “ Hello,” she whispered, “I’m Daci. It’s nice to meet you,”
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Egg #6, please!
