20.Feb.12, 01:06 AM
Irresponsible Flight
Kerrin's ginger touch was rewarded with a violent shake from the egg. Or was it all just in his head? A thought flashed through the front of his mind. What was that? Heat? Another! The egg shivered, sending thought after thought after thought through the youngest Candidate's mind. They were fast and rapid, with no relevance or true content. As the speed intensified, heat began to pour into Kerrin's mind, filling every pore on his face and his hands. This heat was no competition for the Sands, the temperature on his knees and shins was long forgotten for the new feeling he was experiencing. Something in the egg's thoughts dared him to try and focus on one individual thought, as it tried to drag him to insanity.
Detailed Presence Egg
Lymsleia's touch earned no response from the egg. Further caresses continued to offer no response from the egg, nothing tangible or visible anyway. This egg was very quiet and subtle in it's actions, as if it's inhabitant was just sitting back and watching. Although, given it's size, one might thing the dragon inside was too underdeveloped to hatch, perhaps. Slowly, the thoughts in Lymsleia's head cleared away, leaving her mind empty and blank. Meekly she looked around, observing everyone and everything. There were tiny patterns in the sand where people had walked. The way the eggs were arranged, how the Candidates were knelt beside them. There were patterns everywhere, how she breathed, how others moved. On the eggs, and on Nirinath's shining hide. While the egg didn't create a feeling, it did seem to clear Lymsleia's mind so she could see all the tiny details.
Kerrin's ginger touch was rewarded with a violent shake from the egg. Or was it all just in his head? A thought flashed through the front of his mind. What was that? Heat? Another! The egg shivered, sending thought after thought after thought through the youngest Candidate's mind. They were fast and rapid, with no relevance or true content. As the speed intensified, heat began to pour into Kerrin's mind, filling every pore on his face and his hands. This heat was no competition for the Sands, the temperature on his knees and shins was long forgotten for the new feeling he was experiencing. Something in the egg's thoughts dared him to try and focus on one individual thought, as it tried to drag him to insanity.
Detailed Presence Egg
Lymsleia's touch earned no response from the egg. Further caresses continued to offer no response from the egg, nothing tangible or visible anyway. This egg was very quiet and subtle in it's actions, as if it's inhabitant was just sitting back and watching. Although, given it's size, one might thing the dragon inside was too underdeveloped to hatch, perhaps. Slowly, the thoughts in Lymsleia's head cleared away, leaving her mind empty and blank. Meekly she looked around, observing everyone and everything. There were tiny patterns in the sand where people had walked. The way the eggs were arranged, how the Candidates were knelt beside them. There were patterns everywhere, how she breathed, how others moved. On the eggs, and on Nirinath's shining hide. While the egg didn't create a feeling, it did seem to clear Lymsleia's mind so she could see all the tiny details.