Post by Kim-la on Jan 18, 2007 16:31:11 GMT -5
((These are excerpts from Duemis life. These are told in a book sort of format. This is to explain stuff that Duemi may bring up… Or shall come up… *hinthint* There will be more than this. As said, they are in a story format and I am to lazy to type them all up at once))
The sun was setting staining the sky a blood red. The first stars were twinkling into life in the early night sky. In the gathering shadows two lone figures stood. Well two and a dragon. Duemi was only ten but already experienced in riding a dragon. She had never flown by herself, nor did she own her own dragon, but she could ride and that was more than most could say. She and her father Reggetar were hitching up the last of their bags, getting ready for another night flight. Not all people around here were too fond of dragons so flying in the day was not considered very smart. Duemi’s dad was a professional dragon rider and this caused the family to move and over the place, including places where people did not like dragons. A shame really. There had been a recent attack on a sheep farm near by and the farmer said it had been a dragon’s work. Reggetar and Duemi decided to go check it out for themselves. If it was a dragon maybe Zephyr (Reggetar’s dragon) could politely (or not so politely…) ask it to leave. Zephyr was a dragon in her prime; she was white with an iridescent pearl color. She had amber eyes, not classical blue (for a white dragon). They had done it often enough so this was practically routine. Duemi was excited to get going, but as usual her mom Elea protested her going.
“Reggetar why do you insist on bringing her?”
“Elea. We go over this every time. She always comes. Why must you continue to protest?”
“ Because… She’s too young.”
“Hello? Right here guys!” Duemi pointed out. She hated it when her parents talked about her and acted like she wasn’t there.
“Sorry honey. Get on. Me and your mother need to have a talk.” Reggetar sighed lifting Duemi into the saddle. Elea looked very displeased knowing that there was no hope in winning this battle now. Duemi got comfortable in the saddle as she watched her parents go back towards the house. Duemi’s seat faced backward so she could see if any one was trying to sneak up on them. Duemi looked back at the house. She saw her little sister Tekla peering out the window. Duemi waved goodbye and Tekla gave a tiny wave. Duemi slipped her legs inside her leg-holder (used to keep her from falling out if they go up-side-down) and pulled the strings tight. She heard a huff and turned to see Zephyr glaring at the quarreling parents.
“Sorry girl.” Duemi mumbled patting Zephyrs’ side. She wished she could talk to dragons… It was a one way only conversation now. Duemi could talk to Zephyr and her understand, but Zephyr could not talk to Duemi and have her understand. Finally her parents kissed goodbye (aww!) and Reggetar pulled himself up into the saddle.
“Ready to go Duemi?” he asked smiling.
“Yes!” She exclaimed happily as Zephyr took to the skies.
“Bye Mom!” She shouted down. Within moments they were far up in the sky. Heading west. Chasing the sun.
The sun was setting staining the sky a blood red. The first stars were twinkling into life in the early night sky. In the gathering shadows two lone figures stood. Well two and a dragon. Duemi was only ten but already experienced in riding a dragon. She had never flown by herself, nor did she own her own dragon, but she could ride and that was more than most could say. She and her father Reggetar were hitching up the last of their bags, getting ready for another night flight. Not all people around here were too fond of dragons so flying in the day was not considered very smart. Duemi’s dad was a professional dragon rider and this caused the family to move and over the place, including places where people did not like dragons. A shame really. There had been a recent attack on a sheep farm near by and the farmer said it had been a dragon’s work. Reggetar and Duemi decided to go check it out for themselves. If it was a dragon maybe Zephyr (Reggetar’s dragon) could politely (or not so politely…) ask it to leave. Zephyr was a dragon in her prime; she was white with an iridescent pearl color. She had amber eyes, not classical blue (for a white dragon). They had done it often enough so this was practically routine. Duemi was excited to get going, but as usual her mom Elea protested her going.
“Reggetar why do you insist on bringing her?”
“Elea. We go over this every time. She always comes. Why must you continue to protest?”
“ Because… She’s too young.”
“Hello? Right here guys!” Duemi pointed out. She hated it when her parents talked about her and acted like she wasn’t there.
“Sorry honey. Get on. Me and your mother need to have a talk.” Reggetar sighed lifting Duemi into the saddle. Elea looked very displeased knowing that there was no hope in winning this battle now. Duemi got comfortable in the saddle as she watched her parents go back towards the house. Duemi’s seat faced backward so she could see if any one was trying to sneak up on them. Duemi looked back at the house. She saw her little sister Tekla peering out the window. Duemi waved goodbye and Tekla gave a tiny wave. Duemi slipped her legs inside her leg-holder (used to keep her from falling out if they go up-side-down) and pulled the strings tight. She heard a huff and turned to see Zephyr glaring at the quarreling parents.
“Sorry girl.” Duemi mumbled patting Zephyrs’ side. She wished she could talk to dragons… It was a one way only conversation now. Duemi could talk to Zephyr and her understand, but Zephyr could not talk to Duemi and have her understand. Finally her parents kissed goodbye (aww!) and Reggetar pulled himself up into the saddle.
“Ready to go Duemi?” he asked smiling.
“Yes!” She exclaimed happily as Zephyr took to the skies.
“Bye Mom!” She shouted down. Within moments they were far up in the sky. Heading west. Chasing the sun.
