Nikolai-Kalahan

The fire crackled merrily, popping every now and then from the resin in the wood and sending up glowing sparks which floated lazily up to join the myriad of stars which glowed brightly in the milky ribbon that spanned the moonless velvety night sky. The poetry of the situation, however, was completely lost on Tohry as she sat on a low flat rock staring off into the dark without really seeing anything, one hand under her chin and the other loosely holding a stick with which she would doodle in the sand with for a while before returning once more to staring off into the night. The ambiance was also lost on Storm, who was in an equally preocc

Tohry sighed, pacing in worry and anticipation of what was to come. What would it feel like? Would it hurt? What if it didn’t work? What if it did, what would her responsibilities be then. Of course she had some idea, but this made it real. Final. IT. {//Stop that! You’re making me dizzy!\\} Storm said exasperated. It was great now that she could understand some of what he said, but she still had a long way to go. She stopped for a bit, and checked her timepiece, then started up again absentmindedly as she worried over the same things all over again. Storm stuck his tail out and tripped her up, making her stumble. She stop

2 years later Tohry lay back, her eyes closed. She was exhausted, but happy. She lay there like that, just listening to the sounds around her, the medics going about their duties, visitors as they passed by her door. Then she heard familiar footfalls as they came closer. They stopped at the end of the bed, and shuffled a bit as the person was unsure of what to do. She opened her eyes and looked at him. “You’re here,” she said with a smile. “Yeah,” he said, rubbing a hand through his hair like he did when he was flustered. “Sorry I couldn’t be here on time, I tried.” “Yeah, I know,

Tohry sat in her private box watching the race. Slydr and Snowblayde were doing well, and if they kept it up they would again blaze in at first place. Solarflayyre lay on the floor, one eye on the large screen. Getting the big dragon up the stairs was a challenge, but Ma would not be left behind, especially when it came to watching Snow and Slydr race. The other dragons were happy enough to wait in the tented area set aside for them, since they could see the race well enough from their private screen courtesy of Ollie, but Flayrre liked to sit in the box, as unconventional as it was. No one challenged the 15 tonne female as to where she was

Shal woke, her ringing ears were the only sound she could hear, though from the fluttering fragments and occasional bit of rubble falling she should have been able to hear more. She put her head up and shook it to clear it, then looked around confused. She didn’t feel panicked now, just oddly calm, or distant more like. Had a bomb gone off? She jumped when a large piece of debris fell behind her, she had heard that – the ringing was fading. She pulled herself to her feet and looked around. There was something odd… here… the pattern... the dispersal… she wasn’t surrounded by rubble, didn’t even ha