It was just that the Weyr was so very much. To a man mostly accustomed to being left with his own thoughts when he wasn’t out issuing orders on how things should be run it felt overwhelming. After a f

Your character wakes up and feels like it’s a new day for something. Is it a good new day or a bad new day? What happens? He'd had a good feeling about this appointment, a hopeful feeling, a 'yes, thi

Staying at the stables was like living in a constant state of terrified bliss for Garatt. Bliss because.. well, it was the stables. Terrified because this paradise surely came with a time limit, at so

One of your characters gets caught in a lie. It might be a big lie, it might be a silly lie or even just a story they made up for their kids. It might even be a lie of omission; something someone assu

Zy'fen just stared at the letter laying on the table in front of him. This was the fourth time he'd read it, and he still couldn't quite remember who the woman was. Of course, it had been more than 10

Sontal was a bit nervous, even if he was not going to admit it. The smithing was something he seemed to have a knack for, something his teachers were proud of him over. The metal knew how to listen to

A few sevendays ago: ((Mine, what are you up too?)) The curious question came from her green dragon. Mizukith's eyes whirled in a dark green, watching as her rider had paced in their weyr. Her's usual

Ioya eyed the group of candidates that grew around her. It was time to see who could scare each other the most. Usually an activity she did not participate in. But this year she figured she would try

"There was a full moon that night, but the air was full of a smoky haze that turned the moon red. It was a night filled with terrible sights and sounds. Far above, a single dragon flew -bronze by the

Through the tunnels, through the Weyr. The firelizards broke off into packs as they searched. The image of the young boy with curly dark hair was bright in their visual as they erupted like a tide of

Kassia looked at the tithe list again. She'd checked it three times and the answer never changed. She'd already checked with the other Weyrs and their answer was the same. The weather had been bad and

The stables were a place that ranked high on the list of Arch's favorites. There were tons of things to slink around and under, to creep and stalk. Plenty of prey to hunt, also. There were lots of thi

It had been a few reports here and there at first. Nothing to be overly concerned about, really. It wasn't unusual for one or two Holds to have trouble with their crops, after all. Bad weather, insect

M'gal left the conference room after detailing today's Threadfall. He hated flying Fall over the mountain holds: either the Southern Minecraft Hall at one end, or the three smaller Hold;Halls Wabonel

It was possible that sending Garatt to the BeastCrafter quarters was the best thing they could have done. If they had kept him in the Infirmary the chance were he would have stayed there, trying to re

Kassia was supposed to be taking it easy and she was even complying. Sort of. She was at least spending more time sitting than running around and using her helpers more. She was waiting for I'des to c

Nykantiath was lying on the ledge of her weyr, taking full advantage of the sunny day to soak in the warm rays. Hers was, as usual, busy with work. Hers was almost always busy with Work, more so now t

Nykantiath was lying on the ledge of her weyr, taking full advantage of the sunny day to soak in the warm rays. Hers was, as usual, busy with work. Hers was almost always busy with Work, more so now t

Cuylar popped out of between over Attlin's hold again and then took a moment to reorient Elphith so that the landscape recalled to mind the map he had seen before. And then some twenty minutes or so l

It was difficult to fight the feeling that he shouldn’t have come. Attlin was used to being in charge of his own little world. It was a quiet lonely little world but it was his and he kept it orderly.