12.Nov.20, 02:14 PM
07.11.741
The skybroom trees are certainly a sight to behold. I’ve been so familiar with the western territories, I’d almost forgotten the sheer enormity of the things. I still can’t help but wonder if the branches could support a dragon if one decided a tree was a reasonable perch…Perhaps I might be able to ask at the Weyr when I get there…I know it seems a silly question, but curiosity begs to be answered.
102 should hold some answers for me…I sent word to Master Venan end of last month of my intentions to train and base myself in the area. I hope to have a letter from him waiting there. He’ll know by now, from the few things I’ve sent to the Weyr, that the place must hold something special to me, and I hope that the idea, if it colors his thoughts, colors them in a shade he finds favorable.
12.11.741
Thank Faranth, master Venan has granted my request to study under him. I’m running a bit ahead of my anticipated schedule, since autumn hasn’t completely settled into winter. We’ll see if that lasts across northern Keroon.
I find myself having to actively think of my training, of pacing myself. I’ll run and lose myself in thought and before I realize it I’m pushing myself to my limits and out of breath. I must slow down. I must run smarter, not harder or faster. But shards, I just want to reach station 42.
No…I want to reach Benden Weyr. I want to see whether or not I’m chasing wild firelizards, with no hope of catching them, or if this whole crossing is actually for something. Excited? Not quite…? Well, perhaps. Nervous? Very much so. The time on the traces has given me much to think about…perhaps I shouldn’t think too hard, though. Trusting my intuition has served me well, so far. Why should I doubt myself now? No…I’ll just keep running, and take the traces as they come.
The skybroom trees are certainly a sight to behold. I’ve been so familiar with the western territories, I’d almost forgotten the sheer enormity of the things. I still can’t help but wonder if the branches could support a dragon if one decided a tree was a reasonable perch…Perhaps I might be able to ask at the Weyr when I get there…I know it seems a silly question, but curiosity begs to be answered.
102 should hold some answers for me…I sent word to Master Venan end of last month of my intentions to train and base myself in the area. I hope to have a letter from him waiting there. He’ll know by now, from the few things I’ve sent to the Weyr, that the place must hold something special to me, and I hope that the idea, if it colors his thoughts, colors them in a shade he finds favorable.
12.11.741
Thank Faranth, master Venan has granted my request to study under him. I’m running a bit ahead of my anticipated schedule, since autumn hasn’t completely settled into winter. We’ll see if that lasts across northern Keroon.
I find myself having to actively think of my training, of pacing myself. I’ll run and lose myself in thought and before I realize it I’m pushing myself to my limits and out of breath. I must slow down. I must run smarter, not harder or faster. But shards, I just want to reach station 42.
No…I want to reach Benden Weyr. I want to see whether or not I’m chasing wild firelizards, with no hope of catching them, or if this whole crossing is actually for something. Excited? Not quite…? Well, perhaps. Nervous? Very much so. The time on the traces has given me much to think about…perhaps I shouldn’t think too hard, though. Trusting my intuition has served me well, so far. Why should I doubt myself now? No…I’ll just keep running, and take the traces as they come.