Post by wolfbearfox on Apr 21, 2008 6:24:13 GMT -5
R’reek woke to the cold morning, he didn’t know if it was just him but over the last 2 seven days that classed as the Perns equivalent to a week, the place had seamed just that bit colder.
The dragons and their riders all looked a sorry sight of grey at the death of their weyrwomen and her dragon and everyone seamed to be holding their breath in case the slightest exhale would start a rebellion in the young riders and they would be back to where they started at 8 turns ago.
R’reek didn’t know how to feel about all of this, he had been shocked like everyone else…but for some reason it did not seam real, like an act he had seen on stage, preformed by the Harpers and he expected to walk out of his weyr and see the queen sitting on her ledge her bronze close by her, but she wasn’t and for the life of him R’reek could not think why he was finding this hard.
He know about death, he had seen it and even caused it to a fashion with the accident with T’zack, that accident was in his nightmares nearly every night, for the last turn, but now they where replaced by dreams where he was walking around the weyr and he could see the weyrwomen just a head of him but every time he went round the corner she had gone or was turning round the other or he was on his dragon and going between and he came out in one place and she had just go to another place.
It was maddening his head could just not get his mind round it and he had not been that close to the weyrwomen. He hoped when the new gold riders came, they would some how start to try and mend the weyr.
Rolling over he could find he could not get himself back to sleep even though he know he needed to sleep, R’reek had run himself to exhaustion over the day before so he could try and get a sleep, but it had not happened. He reached for his dragons mind and found him still a sleep, oh well that was good his dreams had not disturbed the dragon’s.
He got up keeping the furs around him as it was very cold and he got ready pulling on a shirt and thick jumper, which Rosewood had been keeping warm, he lifted the feline up placing her on the bed with his furs, she purred away at him liking the nice warm rider.
R’reek stuck his head in to his dragons weyr spotting Vamp a sleep curled with his dragon, both still a sleep, he headed out and along one of the inner corridors of Top Point so he would not have to brave the cold morning.
R’reek was only par the way down the corridor when he realised he did not know where he planed to go to, another maddening moment that made him think of how much Palin’s and Wikranth death had upset the weyr.
R’reek decided to head to the dinner hall with luck he could get the first lot of bread fresh from the oven.
The dragons and their riders all looked a sorry sight of grey at the death of their weyrwomen and her dragon and everyone seamed to be holding their breath in case the slightest exhale would start a rebellion in the young riders and they would be back to where they started at 8 turns ago.
R’reek didn’t know how to feel about all of this, he had been shocked like everyone else…but for some reason it did not seam real, like an act he had seen on stage, preformed by the Harpers and he expected to walk out of his weyr and see the queen sitting on her ledge her bronze close by her, but she wasn’t and for the life of him R’reek could not think why he was finding this hard.
He know about death, he had seen it and even caused it to a fashion with the accident with T’zack, that accident was in his nightmares nearly every night, for the last turn, but now they where replaced by dreams where he was walking around the weyr and he could see the weyrwomen just a head of him but every time he went round the corner she had gone or was turning round the other or he was on his dragon and going between and he came out in one place and she had just go to another place.
It was maddening his head could just not get his mind round it and he had not been that close to the weyrwomen. He hoped when the new gold riders came, they would some how start to try and mend the weyr.
Rolling over he could find he could not get himself back to sleep even though he know he needed to sleep, R’reek had run himself to exhaustion over the day before so he could try and get a sleep, but it had not happened. He reached for his dragons mind and found him still a sleep, oh well that was good his dreams had not disturbed the dragon’s.
He got up keeping the furs around him as it was very cold and he got ready pulling on a shirt and thick jumper, which Rosewood had been keeping warm, he lifted the feline up placing her on the bed with his furs, she purred away at him liking the nice warm rider.
R’reek stuck his head in to his dragons weyr spotting Vamp a sleep curled with his dragon, both still a sleep, he headed out and along one of the inner corridors of Top Point so he would not have to brave the cold morning.
R’reek was only par the way down the corridor when he realised he did not know where he planed to go to, another maddening moment that made him think of how much Palin’s and Wikranth death had upset the weyr.
R’reek decided to head to the dinner hall with luck he could get the first lot of bread fresh from the oven.