Glimmer in the Dark [Egg Touching]

[Shoki]

Lena

Egg 8
A calm radiated from the egg, but it was dispelled upon the candidate speaking to it. It broke away into stiffness, then a muddle of regret, hope, restraint and confusion. Oh. The egg seemed to realize something, and the muddle lessened. The emotions made way for a sort of wistful regret melting into an assured calm. You are too good for me.

Egg 4
The egg felt intent, focused. After a moment it seemed to move, though it was difficult to decide if the moment was mental or physical. Greetings. Thank you for taking time to visit with me. I wish you well in your search. There was a lingering curiosity, but the egg said nothing else.

Egg 15
The was a panicked feeling from the egg, under the weight of the candidate’s words. Both curiosity and trepidation batted back and forth from the egg as Lena talked about her hoped for the future. Tiny bits of hope peeked out of the warring feelings, until the egg summoned a hitherto unnoticed bit of resolve and placed its thoughts on display. That sounds, um, wonderful! There was a moment of sincere hope that was almost immediately buried under regret and nerves.

Taissa

Egg 6
So quick was the intense ire from within the egg, the thoughts pressed into her mind as the emotions grew greater still. YOU! I told you. Of course I am bold, I know exactly what I am. You don’t even know what you are let alone what I am. Go back to the others, who might accept aimlessness, I will not tolerate it. You will suffer the consequences for putting your hands on me twice, do not test me to find out what will occur under a third. LEAVE! The feeling of rage reached a fever pitch, and it was possible to feel it from merely being near the egg.

Savitr

Egg 18
There was a feeling of delight off of Savitr’s response and the egg seemed confident in its words. I will! I promise! Bye for now, friend! Either it didn’t know his name, or it didn’t matter. Judging from the innocent joy that remained in the egg, it could be both.

Egg 17
Oh, thank you! The egg beamed at the praise and returned it in kind. You are also marvelous! Do you... maybe know how to find out who you belong to? I have liked everyone so far. I like you too! The egg was pleasantly perplexed. It was not worried at all, merely confused as to the prospect of liking everyone.

Egg 16
Of course I am! I’m made of stern stuff! The egg was highly confident. A feeling of curiosity and inspection took over, and Savitr could feel mental prodding. There was a satisfaction as the egg finished. What is winning to you? The egg waited, its question posed.

Egg 15
Oh! The egg, was confused and startled. It was unsure but seemed to steady itself and then in a burst of confidence pressed outward. Thank you! Once done, it waited, unsure. A warm bit of feeling remained, it appeared to be enjoying the praise even though it wasn’t speaking to Savitr.

Shakti

Egg 4
Focus could be felt, and sincerity, but it was some time before the egg directed itself at the candidate. Eventually it did so, its feelings remained consistent. Greetings. Thank you for your visit. Do you need something? I will do my best to oblige. The egg seemed patient, but it appeared to have no other feelings other than those previously noted.

Egg 6
Even at this distance, Shakti could feel rage from the sixth egg, though nothing else could be felt from her position near the egg.

[lucidmaus]

Savitr considered egg 17's plight and worked his jaw a little in thought. "Well, now, that is a fine question," he mused. "I reckon that it could be like how humans are. We tend to like most people well enough, though some more than others." He tapped ever-so-gently with his thumb. "But, once in a while, a person sees someone or meets someone and their heart just- why, it just soars like a dragon in flight." His smile went a little crooked. "You will absolutely find the one that belongs to you." A final stroke of the shell and a murmured farewell followed, pulling from what felt like an absolutely interminable well of regret. It practically pained the Bitran, in truth. For all that the little ones in their cream-colored cages were innocent and new - they were also interesting. And, more than that, downright friendly!

Egg 16 was the next and the gambler chuckled at that bit about stern stuff. Though, it was clear, it wasn't at the egg's occupant - but at that confidence. At how similar that confidence was to his own, to be precise. "So it would appear!" Savitr, to his credit, doesn't resist the pokes and prods; his mind is laid bare, if a bit sanitized for the sake of the egg's presumed innocence. Confidence. Charisma. A risk-taker. And, weirdly, a surprisingly honest sort when it comes to this kind of thing. But, then, what good would lying to the eggs do? "Winning- why, I would say that depends on the game. But- any game where I walk away with my pants and some marks in my pocket is a 'win', in my book." He waited until the egg responded - if it did, though a certain expectation was building on that front. They were chatty and he loved it. Only after that would he move on with a farewell.

Onward to egg 15, which apparently seemed to break the mold that the others had set. The initial uncertainty and eventual confidence drew a smile to Savitr's lips. "My pleasure," he responded and fell silent for a time, accepting that warm feeling and reflecting it back in a wordless fashion. He gave the shell a very gentle stroke and a similarly wordless goodbye with plenty of well-wishes, then straightened, giving his mind a bit of a break. The antics of the others did not escape his notice and that sixth egg, the source of what appeared to be dismay for at least one Candidate, was duly noted.

In due time.

For now, he continued. Eggs 14 and 13 were his next, though he was going a little more slowly now, with the burden of his thoughts growing.

~~~

Shakti wasn't sure what she was expecting from egg 4. Some kind of response? A twitch? She was just about to pull away when the greeting did come and, even then, she wasn't sure of it. Her lips parted and she wet them, brows furrowed just a touch. Still, her confidence was a little shaken; not by the egg's patience but, rather, by her own poor planning of the situation. "I-" she began, then straightened up, reaffirming her touch on the egg, "No, I guess I just don't know what you'd be able to oblige with, you know? Not from in there." She paused, then added, "And, besides, it should be me asking what you need, yeah?"

Egg 6 remained on her radar, though. Another flicked look to Taissa followed.

"I'm sorry," she said after a fashion. "I guess I should see what's going on with that one. Take care of yourself, yeah-yeah?" Responses were worth waiting for - but after that?

Her attentions cut directly to egg 6 and she all but marched over to it, both hands flexing a bit before they were securely planted on the shell of that egg. That it was already emanating rage was peculiar enough - none of the other eggs seemed to be violently emitting moods, after all!

[Shoki]

Savitr

Egg 17
The eggs seemed to listen, the mind lightly brushing against to Savitr’s with great attention. Oh, I will try to find this feeling you talk about. Thank you! You’ll find yours as well. The pure and gentle confidence bled through the thoughts as they touched the candidate’s mind before their farewell.

Egg 16
The egg listened and there was some understanding mixed with a critical examination. Hmmm. I think I see. Just one thing, what are pants, and are they valuable?

Egg 15
The warm feeling remained, the egg apparently content in silence. As the candidate gave a silent farewell, there was a feeling a farewell from the egg, and the feelings seemed to recede from him, as though it was moving away as well.

Egg 14
The egg did not respond in any manner of words. It was clearly examining the candidate, there was a prodding feeling from the egg. The examination took only a few moments, but then a few moments of consideration followed. The egg then pushed forward a feeling of dismissal, and the egg’s feelings departed, leaving Savitr with his own thoughts again.

Egg 13
This mind, seemed unimpressed with words and immediately started to roughly look at the candidate’s mind. It lasted for a while and finally finished the egg pressed its thoughts forward, a feeling of smug satisfaction being carried along with it. You’ll do.

Shakti

Egg 4
Perhaps not. I have had many requests all the same. There was no feeling of anxiety at the lack of need. I am well and do not need anything, but I thank you for your thoughts. The egg’s feelings were very clean, but even through it all, there was no evidence that it’s thought were anything but sincere. When Shakti spoke again, there was a small ripple of… something. It was small and hard to feel and so swiftly buried it was hard to see what it might have been. I understand. I wish you luck. With no more ado, the egg’s focus went elsewhere.

Egg 6
A strong gaze whipped to Shakti the moment her hands were on the egg, and she was under the most intense of scrutiny. Hmph, at least you might be worth looking at a little. Why should I consider you? Though the rage was not directed at Shakti, it was in a foul mood, and it’s feelings were very strong. In this moment on way or another, it’s feelings would shift, but the direction appeared to be in the air.

[lucidmaus]

Savitr quirked a brow at the last question of egg 16, an expression that was punctuated by a crooked grin. "Well, I reckon pants are rather valuable for maintaining a man or woman's dignity." There was a vague thought of explanation, but the struggle to mentally articulate just why pants are good at maintaining dignity was an unexpected one. Just how would one explain that concept without being indecent? He muddled through, or tried to, but moved on with a trailed off apology.

Egg 14 was something of a relief, in truth; with so many others being so talkative, the silence was a surprisingly welcome reprieve. He did not linger there; the nudge of dismissal was more than enough to send him on his way.

But then there was egg 13 and that one gave the gambler pause. His mind was laid bare, of course, and already rifled through; the other eggs have certainly done their share of exploring, so that might well help the thirteenth egg's explorations. Savitr wet his lips while the egg took its measure of him, his tongue lingering between his lips, poked out comically at those words. "That certainly sounds final," he replied after a moment. "But how are you so utterly certain in my, ah- sufficiency?"

~~~

Shakti wasn't quite sure what to make of egg 4's response - which would be something that would bother her to no end until she could 'speak' to it again. Later. She didn't have much time to really think on it in the moment, while she was introducing herself - such as it was - to the egg that had inspired such discomfort in her fellow Candidate. But, when her hands met the shell and that intense scrutiny leveled itself on her, the laundress fixed on it, matching eyeless stare for eyeless stare in that shared space between minds.


"Why shouldn't you consider me?" she countered evenly to egg 6's query. "I have a spine on me and my feet are on the ground. And- I'm not afraid of whatever you did to that other girl." Her lips pursed. "Besides, what's got you so riled up in there, eh?" Her tone is mildly admonishing, but with a bit of a friendly tease; it's a delicate line to walk and whether or not it works- well, that's yet to be seen.

[Kaya]

Whirlwind didn't even begin to describe it. For all the excitements that had blown through Stormy Plains, this tempest that had carried him to Ice Stone was by far the wildest. In a handful of hours, compared to the many thousands of normal ones, Gil had his life uprooted to this barren icescape. He caught Temperanth's invitation and strode forward with the confidence he felt was due in front of a ruling Queen. When it came to actually touching the eggs, he surveyed his peers first. Perhaps there was a trick to this, or something to be learned, a misstep to be avoided. But merely looking on, he saw only Candidates brushing their fingertips over egg shells. Some lingered and spoke, the reactions on their faces suggested more information than what he could put together from his vantage point. With additional prompting from the large Ice watching all of them, Gillianshon centered into the middle of the half circle and placed an open hand firmly on the shell of the eleventh egg. His brown eyes studied it, and while he had seen the creamy shells of firelizard eggs pass through his Hold, the comparison seemed lacking. The warmth crept into his palm and he waited inquisitively to see if whatever sensation had caused so many remarkable expressions on the others would visit him.

[shapeshifter]

Lena felt the first egg she touched, the eighth, bring off an array of emotions. She squealed with excitement but her mood was dampered with a ring of being too good for an egg emerged in her ears. She sniffled and moved on to egg four, a hollow response with vague curiosity intruded her mind. She brushed it off as not the egg for her before the last of the bunch she touched filled her with an array of emotions. She was unsure what was up with these eggs, but there were so many more! She moved to eggs eighteen and nineteen next, carefully caressing each and whispering sweet tones of hope for their wellbeings.

Taissa screamed outloud, covering her ears as she stumbled back from the sixth egg, unaware that she had touched it previously. She fell back onto the sands, her pitch heightening as her own voices began to mimick that of the dragonets. "Get it AWAY!" she screamed, pushing her feet in the sands and scooting backwards across before digging herself in with her palms and jumping up to run. She stumbled a few times, only to be caught by R'niaan as she ran towards the exit. Hot tears streamed down her face, scared and shaking.

R'niaan heard a piercing cry echo the Sands above all the excitement. A form fell backwards from an egg and began to move hastily across screaming as she grasped at the sands to move her body far away from whatever it was. R'niaan felt adrenaline overcome him as he jumped from the low stands and onto the sands, firmly planting his feet and catching the girl in his arms as she blindly ran from the Sands.

"Calm down now!" he said, feeling Bamath move behind him and block the entrance, "What's the matter with you?" he asked, yelling at her and slightly shaking her shoulders. Taissa looked up to R'niaan and through her tears and sobs, "Itt.. IT YELLED. IT SCREAMED, it threatened me!" She cried, choking on her sobs as she wheeled and pointed, "It's evil! It's cruel!" she was shaking like a leaf in the high winds from the scolding of the egg.

[Shoki]

Savitr

Egg 16
The listened, patient as it waited for the answer from Savitr. It gently brushed against his mind as he explained, not only listening to the words but to the feelings that went with them. I see, so keeping dignity is a ‘win’ for you. There was a pause as the egg thought. I like it. A good answer for certain. The egg was warm with approval.

Egg 13
The egg seemed to be off put by the response, but instead of backing away, the egg merely pressed forward. Because I say so. The egg had an undercurrent of annoyance, as though it had not been expecting to be questioned.

Shakti

Egg 6
The egg pushed forwards its thoughts, as clear and solid as anything. I did not do anything. Yet. I dislike those who presume on me as though I were not dragon. She touched me twice. I was generous enough to warn her. The rage was abating, but then a thorny annoyance prickled up and the egg’s attention turned.

Temperanth let out a long breath. She watched the other candidate’s reaction and shifted, reaching out her head toward the egg. She gazed down at it, her eyes whirling. She remained staring at it for some moments before she shifted her gaze to Shakti. [smear:33ccff]Please step back.[/smear:3366ff] 

Gillashon

Egg 11
There was an inattentiveness from within the egg as Gil touched it. After a moment, the egg focused on Gil and there was a strange echo of his own emotions reflected back at him. There was a touch on his mind and a feeling of fabric between fingers was felt, so familiar and nostalgic that it could only be one of his own memories. Then a flash of color and distant conversations. The memories were pulled, so mundane and generic that they could have been from any day of his life, and put in different orders with the curiosity and warmth from the sands he now stood on. All the while the egg had a detached curiosity, as though this was interesting, but not intriguing.

Lena

Egg 18
Oh thank you! I hope you are well, too. The egg was delighted and pressed forward. Will you be my friend as well? Hopeful expectation colored the words, and it seemed the whole world was but a friend to be asked for.
Egg 19
Oh, thank you! Say, where are you from? Can you tell me about it? The egg was hopeful in silence for a moment, but continued on. Do you have a favorite place? The egg appeared eager to continue but waited for a response instead.

[shapeshifter]

Lena bubbled and gushed over eggs 18 and 19. She responded to the eighteenth with fervor, "Yes! Oh I am well and you must be well! You are going to be stunning; of course your friend I will be!" she said, trembling with excitement. She turned to nineteen, "Oh I am from Cliffside, right by the sea! Oh the oceans I hope you'll see. They are breathtaking, much warmer like these sands you rest on. "I miss the sea, it is a favorite. Now the snow takes place of sand and it least it doesn't make you uncomfortable and itch!" She giggled.

Her head snapped towards the crying, screaming girl. She itched herself closer to the eggs, putting herself between the two and slightly in front, staring.


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"Hedera! You want me to take this one to the Barracks?" R'niaan called out across the sands, holding Taissa by the arm as she sobbed into her hands. Bamath rumbled in discontent.

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Taissa quaked with fear, "What if none of them take me? I am sorry. It threatened me and I didn't know what to do. I didn't realize I touched it again. I thought I was much further along." she said, her body trembling but her tears slowly stopping. She felt R'niaan's gaze look to her, "They all are different. You must pay attention and keep your focus here and not in your own space." he said, eyeing her and looking over to Bamath who loomed over the two of them.

[Shoki]

Once Shakti was back a little, the Ice Queen reached out and gently moved Egg 6 pulling it closer to her. Then, curiously enough she similarly moved Egg 8 and Egg 12, placing them so they flanked Egg 6. She looked on her work, and then turned to the candidates that had been touching those eggs. [smear:33ccff]You may continue touching them if you wish.[/smear:3366ff] The Ice looked at the three egg row she had made with quiet approval.

Hedara for her part watched events with unsmiling intensity. Not always directly at the candidate that was so upset, but at the movement of all the candidates. When R’niaan called out she frowned. As far as she was able to determine this was not a distraction for some other purpose. She glanced at Temperanth who was watching the candidates again. Instead of yelling across the sands she strode over to the Crimsonrider and the candidate. Then she directed her gaze to the candidate.

“Do you wish to leave?” Hedara’s eyes were on the candidate for this moment, hazel eyes weighing the girl’s shaking form and current mood.

[shapeshifter]

Taissa feared as the Weyrwoman came closer, her shaking began to re-intensify. "No..no Weyrwoman." she said, looking back to the eggs and then to her. "I'm sorry. It was screaming and threatening... I wasn't sure what to make of it. I didn't realize I touched it again." she sputtered out her words, tumbling over them trying to excuse herself for her actions.

R'niaan grimaced, looking at Hedara and then back to the girl. The Weyrling Master wasn't too keen on Candidates, he much preferred to deal with those after impression. At least they are already set in stone by then and not nervous wrecks of weighing whether they will impress or not. She let go of the girl and turned to walk back to Bamath, "Have fun with whatever she decides, I'll need to make a mental note to keep an eye on her if she actually impresses." he said with emphasis of disbelieve dripping from his last two words.

Taissa felt the sting of the words, making a soft whimper before looking to Hedara waiting to see if she would grant her permission to continue.

[lucidmaus]

Savitr laughed low in his throat for egg 13's response. As the egg's presence stepped up, as it were, so did his. Not to overpower, but merely matching presence for presence in that strange space. "Because you say so," he repeated in a low drawl. There was no judgment there, just an echoing of that sentiment, laced with amusement - and curiosity. "Well, it is certainly not my place to question matters of preference, now is it? Although I am ever curious as to the why. Gets me in trouble more often than not, if we're honest." His palm rubbed just a bit on the shell, a featherlight caress that turned into a pat.

"I should make my introductions to the rest," he looked down the line of eggs, then back, at the screaming, crying Candidate. Concern wrote itself on his features and he frowned, though it seemed the girl was getting some kind of help. All the same, it was a troubling affair. "Though, perhaps, I ought to avoid the one that inspired such despair." This is half-asked of egg 13, as if it might have more insight. And, of course, there is a sense of reluctance; the gambler might feel a compulsion to meet the others, but there's a deeper curiosity about this one's utter confidence.

~~~

Shakti leaned in a little to egg 6, her mouth pulling to a side in understanding and, yes, even empathy. "Ah, I see. I'm sorry, it just seemed that you had done something. But, if you warned her- she should have listened." The prickly sensation feels practically electric under her fingertips and the laundress smiled, if a thin little thing. "To presume on another as if they weren't worthy of all the respect due to them..."

She trailed off as Temperanth's mind touched hers. The young woman stiffened a little, then nodded, looking up at the Ice with a singular nod. No words - but none are needed. A wordless Remain strong. was sent to the egg in the seconds before she pulled away from it. She rubbed her hands together briefly, then returned - if only for a moment, to egg 4.

There was a brief distraction as the Ice moved some eggs around, of course; while it likely wasn't irregular, Shakti still looked on with a touch of confusion. The moment passed and she momentarily pressed her hand to egg 4, but only to (hopefully) relay a wordless: I'm sorry for that. I just had to see why that one was upsetting the others, but it makes sense now. If I could ask for anything, it would be for some measure of peace for that one. But, whether the message makes it through or the resident of the gold egg is even listening - she's not sure and she's not about to press her luck any further. She'll linger if a response is to be found. If not? She'll consider the eggs that have been moved, then move up to egg 3 for now, while chewing a bit on her lower lip in thought.

~~~

And then there was Ulyana. The small, quiet Candidate had been hanging back for some time, blinking slowly and surveying the eggs with a strangely mechanical sense of observation. Taissa's distress was noted with a partial frown and a glance, though her attention didn't linger - presumably so as not to further embarrass the other Candidate. With a final calculating look, she finally took a few steps forward.

Temperanth's words, however, elicited a prompt request for clarity. The young woman's voice was dull and flat, without much accent or affect, in truth: "Are we still permitted to touch the eggs that you have moved, Queen Temperanth?"

[shirokage]

Mestarian arrived much later than the rest of the candidates and was looking about as he leaned over a bit out of breath, he was about to follow the others but nervous he paused and took a deep breath before walking down with the others.

Seeing each of the candidates touching the eggs he looked up at the large and beautiful Queen dragon, amazed by the sight of her he placed his hand on his chest feeling his nerves and anxiety fill his mind. He walked towards the smaller group of eggs and place his hand on egg 20 brushing his fingertips against it before placing his palm against it very gently,

He moved on soon after to one of the larger eggs and gently placed his fingertips on egg 7, he stayed a while longer with it than the other as he caressed the egg gently excited too see all of the amazing dragons they would one day become. A few moments passed and he moved on deciding which one he should visit next.

[Kaya]

When the images passed Gil drew his hand away and looked down at it. No fabric. But it had felt so real. Fascinating. He replaced his hand, since contact was how they had communicated before, and the tradition was called the Touching after all.

"Thank you for showing me," he said warmly and then quietly drew his hand away again. He rolled a shoulder and looked up at the looming blue in his periphery. Temperanth pulled into her the egg right next to his, and then announced they could still touch them. Not one to turn down an invitation, Gil walked forward with a reverent sort of confidence and placed his fingertips onto egg 12.

[Shoki]

Temperanth turned to the candidate who now addressed her. Instead of merely addressing Ulyana, she made her response known to all the candidates so that it would be clear. [smear:33ccff]Feel free to touch the eggs that I have moved.[/smear:3366ff]

Hedara gauged the candidate’s reaction and paused before speaking. Then in a low voice, so that the conversation was merely between her and the candidate, she spoke.

“Very well. If you wish to continue, do not speak another word about that egg during the touching. You are free to have your own opinion on the egg, and express them as you like after the touching. It is better for each candidate to form their own opinions on the eggs. Do you agree to these terms?” Hedara’s own opinion of the eggs didn’t matter. The goal, as it always was, was for the eggs to impress. She waited to hear from the candidate herself.

Lena

Egg 18
I will? Oh thank you for saying so, friend! I will try to be most stunning for you. The egg bubbled with joy, and bubbled more quickly with sudden excitement. My other neighbor loves being friends too! Perhaps we can all be good friends together, since I am already their friend!

Egg 19
Oh…! The egg reveled in these new thoughts of warm oceans and sand. It was delighted. All the stories from before have snow and cold in them, but now so many lovely warm places! I want to see all of them. The egg enjoyed a pure moment of clarity before earnestly adding, Thank you for the tale of such places.

Savitr

Egg 13
The egg was washed in a common frustration, but didn’t back down even so. You are…like. That appeared to be the only reason that the egg wanted (or was it could?) give. It listened as Savitr spoke again and pushed forward a dismissive sort of approval. Yes, go great my siblings. I don’t bother, but if you ask that one…Where are they going? The egg pushed forward a weird hazy feeling, very unlike the egg’s straightforward feelings thus far as they spoke. They paused as Temperanth moved about eggs, and continued. The one that was my neighbor, always watching and giving advice. They will be happy to tell you who to avoid.

Shakti

Egg 6
At least you get it. The egg’s annoyance cooled somewhat at that, though ti rose again as the Ice spoke. The last words given to it summoned a sort of smug satisfaction interlaced with the annoyance. Nothing breaks me. The last thing Shakti felt before her hand went away was blinding confidence.

Egg 4
There was a moment, again, before the egg responded. I see. You met that one. I will have my hand in things, I assure you. Still, the peace they seek will not come until they choose their path. There was a sense of gravity that went along with the last sentence, as though it was more broad an answer then initially believed.

Mestarian

Egg 20
A warmth radiated from the egg as Mestarian touched it, an inquisitive thread wove through after a moment. Oh, I like you. The warm joy grew, like a flame slowly growing. Thank you for coming to meet me.

Egg 7
A feeling of attention was on Mestarian almost immediately when he touched this egg. Oh, are you well? Not too nervous I hope? Do not worry, most of my siblings are very nice. Come agin and talk to me if you would like. The egg was eager, but restrained.

Gillianshon

Egg 12
A comfortable hazy feeling came through as Gillianshon touched the egg. Oh? Hello there. The egg brushed against Gil’s mind and it seemed to be lost in thought for a moment. Then a bright flash of inspiration and the egg began to push its thoughts forward again. That one will approve of you. A feeling of cool sharpness was pressed into the single word, but the egg didn’t stop. I think you should speak to them as well. There was a flicker of calm and a quick sense of drive, both gone in a flash. Take care on song day, though you won’t have to worry most. The egg had a quiet joy as it finished communicating, clearly pleased. 

[shirokage]

With each of the reactions he smiled and continued to look around as he moved on to egg 21 and very lightly touched its soft small shell, each of the mental thoughts that filled his head made him nervous but the more he looked around him and saw all of the beautiful eggs the more he thought of the dragons that they would soon become. This thought filled his mind as he left egg 21 and moved too the more medium sized eggs.

He placed his hand on number 10 feeling oddly curious of what would happen if he responded to each of the eggs wondering if he even had a response for some.