26.Jan.12, 02:02 AM
Lymsleia worked diligently pouring over notes and bits of information left behind by other healers and workers in the Crafting Hall of Katila Weyr. She turned over the bits of bits of information on the plants of the southern hemisphere. "Finally." She said leaning back against the chair. The sound of those learning to sing and make music wafted through the air.
The scrapping of hides grating her nerves the way a shredder grates cheese. She rubbed her temples, the sound of wings. Her heart pounded. Wait that didn't make any sense. Someone yelled and pointed towards the windows. Lymsleia got up slowed and walked to the windows just in time to see a second sun rise into the sky. Second sun, there was only one- no the other thing was the Gold. The Queen, for a long moment Lymsleia stood transfixed. She'd only seen greens- fly and wheel and dive, but this creature. This thing who apparently now-according to legends, and lore- held the fate of an entire race- no two races, both humans and dragons, in her wings.
Lymsleia leaned against the wall, slow breaths.
The scrapping of hides grating her nerves the way a shredder grates cheese. She rubbed her temples, the sound of wings. Her heart pounded. Wait that didn't make any sense. Someone yelled and pointed towards the windows. Lymsleia got up slowed and walked to the windows just in time to see a second sun rise into the sky. Second sun, there was only one- no the other thing was the Gold. The Queen, for a long moment Lymsleia stood transfixed. She'd only seen greens- fly and wheel and dive, but this creature. This thing who apparently now-according to legends, and lore- held the fate of an entire race- no two races, both humans and dragons, in her wings.
Lymsleia leaned against the wall, slow breaths.