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!
07.Jun.21, 10:08 PM
Another morning forgoing breakfast. It wasn’t that she had trust issues when it came to food and drink now like some of her fellow Candidates; she was just still a little queasy after ingesting a bit of the poison. Thankfully she hadn’t had too much that night since she had plans with T’drin but Mylorah didn’t want to be rude either. So she lingered and had some of the snacks and a few sips of wine, chatting with some of the other girls before heading out. She had consumed enough to make her sick for the night and with a tender tummy for the following week. She liked soup but she was definitely ready for something else!
That early morning call to prepare for the Hatching wasn’t helping anything either. Mylorah had the usual butterflies of anticipation as she readied herself but she couldn’t stop thinking about the five girls that wouldn’t be Standing alongside her anymore. It was especially hard when she thought about Katiryn. They had been friends since they were little and Katiryn had been the first choice when she convinced Tazikel to experiment and invite another woman to play with them. She sat on the edge of the bed and allowed herself another moment of mourning, rubbing the palms of her hands at her eyes as she did so. A part of her didn’t want to go. What was the point? Impressing would make her a bigger target and there was one less friend now that could join her in the journey.
No. She couldn’t do that. For one thing, she wasn’t the type to run and hide from her fears. For another, she had family and friends Standing and even if she didn’t Impress, she wanted to be there to see when they did. “It’s going to be weird doing this without you, Kat, but let’s go meet some dragons,” Mylorah whispered as she finally got back up and made her way down to the Hatching Grounds.
A small crowd was forming in the stands and Mylorah searched for familiar faces, smiling and waving when she spotted one. She was feeling a bit better now that she was in the hot cavern and with two clutches now on the Sands. If she didn’t Impress this time, she’d stick around for Iliyith’s next month despite how annoying K’dar was being about wanting to keep her close by and safe. She could understand his worry though and that was the only thing saving him from a black eye. The thought had her smiling more as she joined up with a group of friends.
When the first dragonet finally conquered its shell, Mylorah gave a soft gasp and smiled when she saw the bronze hide. Many believed that to be a sign of good luck and that day, she was willing to believe it as well. She had to hope for a good Hatching and a bit of joy in the Weyrs again.
That early morning call to prepare for the Hatching wasn’t helping anything either. Mylorah had the usual butterflies of anticipation as she readied herself but she couldn’t stop thinking about the five girls that wouldn’t be Standing alongside her anymore. It was especially hard when she thought about Katiryn. They had been friends since they were little and Katiryn had been the first choice when she convinced Tazikel to experiment and invite another woman to play with them. She sat on the edge of the bed and allowed herself another moment of mourning, rubbing the palms of her hands at her eyes as she did so. A part of her didn’t want to go. What was the point? Impressing would make her a bigger target and there was one less friend now that could join her in the journey.
No. She couldn’t do that. For one thing, she wasn’t the type to run and hide from her fears. For another, she had family and friends Standing and even if she didn’t Impress, she wanted to be there to see when they did. “It’s going to be weird doing this without you, Kat, but let’s go meet some dragons,” Mylorah whispered as she finally got back up and made her way down to the Hatching Grounds.
A small crowd was forming in the stands and Mylorah searched for familiar faces, smiling and waving when she spotted one. She was feeling a bit better now that she was in the hot cavern and with two clutches now on the Sands. If she didn’t Impress this time, she’d stick around for Iliyith’s next month despite how annoying K’dar was being about wanting to keep her close by and safe. She could understand his worry though and that was the only thing saving him from a black eye. The thought had her smiling more as she joined up with a group of friends.
When the first dragonet finally conquered its shell, Mylorah gave a soft gasp and smiled when she saw the bronze hide. Many believed that to be a sign of good luck and that day, she was willing to believe it as well. She had to hope for a good Hatching and a bit of joy in the Weyrs again.
