02.Jul.21, 02:09 PM
Meryem had flown over to support the hatching and, mostly, because she was dying to get out. The muggy heat sure wasn't helping but at least she wasn't at Telgar. The change was nice and the Hatching was at least something to find joy in. The humming of dragons had always fascinated her and it thrummed through her now in different but harmonious rumbles.
There was nothing like a Hatching to draw her out to sit in the Stands. Silently, she watched the candidates gather and fixed her eyes upon the eggs, giving them a long look. What would they be like as dragonets? Hopefully, they'd all hatch and Impress neatly but one could never be sure. She broke out her fan and waved it to cool her as she waited for the first shell to crack. Hopefully, this one would go without a hitch.
"Good luck," she murmured to the assembling candidates, "and Faranth bless."
There was nothing like a Hatching to draw her out to sit in the Stands. Silently, she watched the candidates gather and fixed her eyes upon the eggs, giving them a long look. What would they be like as dragonets? Hopefully, they'd all hatch and Impress neatly but one could never be sure. She broke out her fan and waved it to cool her as she waited for the first shell to crack. Hopefully, this one would go without a hitch.
"Good luck," she murmured to the assembling candidates, "and Faranth bless."