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There once was a Weyr who had a quake
The earth broke apart, the ground did shake
Eggs tossed here and there
Many felt great despair
Trapped in shell, no actions to take.
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Some cried, some sang, some rolled
Above them stood Gwillanth, brave gold
Still the quake had a cost
Young Pycgloith was lost
Gone a life, tale forever untold.
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At last stillness did the world regain
The air filled with debris and pain
Rescuers reached the Sands
Clutch moved with careful hands
Under blue sky, Weyr's hope will remain.
Ilrioth's voice isn't like a song, it is a song. Their voice is a rich, full tenor of lilting quality, each word more sung than spoken. Accompanying the voice is the sensation of a melody, one that shifts to match its mood. When he is happy, the melody is light and airy; excited it is the swift beating of dance; jovial or joking the tune is quick, reminiscent of laughter; content is low and warm - a slow song around at day's end; sad - the tune is melancholic, violins and rain; anger is a tune rarely heard, but it is sharp and staccato, jarring and fierce. There is not much imagery that accompanies the melody, perhaps only colors and vague shapes that appear to accompany the music.
Their voice seems to linger in the listener's mind, its music trailing away in a gentle decrescendo as Ilrioth's own mind withdraws its touch. It is a pleasant voice, they think, unless one is not a music fan, but, really, who doesn't like music? C'mon.
He is full of music, of light and jokes (especially puns), friendly and out-going, always excited to meet new people and discover new things. He can go a bit... overboard however, and in his exuberance, may miss subtle signs and cues until such missteps are pointed out or he has time to reflect upon them. In these instances, they will do their best to be understanding and to right whatever wrong has been done.
They are an unflagging optimist, always doing their best to make the best of any situation and support others when they are struggling as much as he can. Often, this involves music. Or puns, depending on the mood. Being an unwavering optimist and a source of joviality, it is not often it finds itself sad, stressed, or angry. In times when those feelings threaten, it does its best to pull from sources of comfort and joy and to be a source of those things to those around it. That being said, it is likely not wise to anger one so slow to anger...
This one adores music, poetry, and all the auditory arts in all their forms. Some day, he will likely enjoy the visual arts in such the same manner, for what is a painting but a song of color? A sculpture but a song of shape? Jokes and teasing are all well and good, but they draw the line at insults - they are rude and unnecessarily harsh uses of language, which can be used for things so much more beautiful.
His time in the egg has been one of exploration and discovery - from a quiet being caught between two possibilities to one bold, bright, full of music and good cheer. Who knows how their ballad will continue to unfold?
Its shell is primarily an earthen brown, split lengthwise through by an aurora of black and white - the widening trail of a comet speeding ever onwards. Below and before the comet, just beyond the halfway point of the shell's side, a burst of yellow like sparks off a forge. Slumped in the sand as it is, halfcocked at a jaunty angle, the splotches of red akin to the foliage of high autumn that adorn the bottom are partially obscured by warm sand. The pattern is one of bilateral symmetry, the only variation being in the placement of patches vermillion, scarlet, and peach.
It is not small, nor large and among its fellows it is neither the sharpest nor the bluntest, not smooth as silk nor rough as gravel. It fits in the middle of the clutch, just as the comet splits its own shell down the center. A thin scratch is its only blemish, running near vertically down the center of the comet on one side, lost to all senses but touch. This, too, fits its middleness.
It is an Equinox, a balance, a promise of change. Endings and beginnings.
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2024-07-29 - I Can Show You the World 4.9.1
It is time.%r%rHe is here. %r%rThe sky is so //blue//.
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2024-07-28 - Ilrioth and Z'ren
This was not exactly how Zeveren thought his Harper apprenticeship would go. But hey, at least his new dragon is Harper blue?
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2024-07-26 - Touching - A Limerick
Who would have guessed?????
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2024-07-26 - We're gonna be legends - Touching Pt 1
It is time for the Touching. The first minds arrive, leaving impressions before Impression.
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2024-07-26 - Dancing through life - Touching Pt 2
More hands touch and minds meet.
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2024-07-26 - Shining through - Touching Pt 4
Last, but certainly not least - the final batch of Candidates make their rounds. Ilrioth has many minds to ponder
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2024-07-26 - There's so much to celebrate - Touching Pt 3
Each new mind is a new composition to explore, a story to be told, and heart to be understood - but for now, there are only previews.
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2024-07-24 - Delicious in Dragon 4.6.5
Ilrioth wants to eat food and is confused why Mother feels guilty about lunch
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2024-07-23 - Bronzes are Loud 4.6.4
Whatever a bronze is, they seem very loud and self-important. Mother could come back any time now.
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2024-07-22 - Eyes and Heart Wide Open 4.6.3
We listen to the Mother-who-is-not-Mother. We listen, and we learn.
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2024-07-21 - No Thanks 4.6.2
In which Ilrioth learns of the concept of 'Weyrleaders' and definitively decides this is not for them.
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2024-07-20 - Of Course it's Limericks 4.5.4
You should expect this from me by now
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2024-07-20 - Something new and... fluffy? 4.6.1
This is an amazing new experience, Ilrioth is so here for it
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2024-07-19 - We're talking Queens and Succession 4.5.2
The night is quiet but Mother's thoughts are loud. She cannot hear him, but Ilrioth hears her, ponders her thoughts, and offers his own.
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2024-07-19 - Where the sun is hot and the moon is beautiful 4.5.3
The Sands were all well and good, but now there is the sun, the moon, the wind, oh what new delights there are to be had under the open sky!
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2024-07-18 - Hope for Brighter Days 4.5.1
Issoreth's song is not silenced, but muted. Ilrioth hopes one day he can appreciate its rich and steady tones once more.
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2024-07-17 - Is that My Voice? 4.4.5
Is that MY voice?%r%rOh well!
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2024-07-14 - Merry Melodies 4.4.3
Ilrioth is absolutely tickled and enthralled by the Harper's visit - to nobody's surprise
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2024-07-13 - Song of Returning 4.4.2
The Beloved Blue has returned, Mother rejoices and now it is Ilrioth's turn to yearn.
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2024-07-05 - The Naming of Things 4.4.1
Rocranth's announcement forces Herald to seriously consider what he/they/it would like to be called
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2024-07-05 - What it Means to be Me 4.3.6
Who am I?
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2024-07-05 - Letters of Address 4.3.5
Being alive in a society was a very complicated endeavor
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2024-06-28 - Pinin' for the Fjords 4.3.4
Mother pines in ways achingly familiar and yet not. The comforting is more important than the reasons.
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2024-06-27 - Punderful, Wonderful Words 4.3.3
In which Herald discovers puns and now cannot be stopped
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2024-06-20 - Words of Meaning 4.3.2
Herald finds the deeper meaning of Words and chooses which to heed, which to hold, and which to let go
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2024-06-16 - Dream with Me 4.2.4
It longs to join in the joy of flight and freedom
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2024-06-13 - Life and Movement 4.2.3
It stick it leggy out real far
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2024-06-12 - There Once Was An Egg... 4.2.1
The learning of language opens new possibilities
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2024-06-12 - A chorus of stars 4.2.2
Light and songs illuminate the world and broaden its horizons
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2024-06-08 - To be, or not to be 4.1.3
A realization, a pendulum, a choice
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2024-06-06 - Two infinities. 4.1.2
What happens when one known universe splits into two
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2024-06-02 - Found in the Fire 4.1.1
For a time, there was fire.
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2024-06-01 - Autumnal Equinox
Of autumn and comets and symmetry
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2024-07-27 - Shining, Shimmering, Splendid
The chaotic but uplifting group hatching event of the DD2024 clutch. Thank you, everyone.
Shipfish, 004, 005, 006, 007, 009, 011, 012, 014, 015, 018, 019, 021, 022, 023, 024, 025, 027, 028, 030, 032, 033, 034, 035
2024-06-28 - Rifts
Dunespike Weyr is hit with a large earthquake, collapsing the Hatching Cavern and requiring that the eggs be lifted out to a safe place.
Shipfish, 001, 004, 006, 007, 009, 011, 012, 014, 015, 017, 018, 021, 022, 023, 024, 027, 032, 033, 035
2024-06-15 - Northeast
TBD
Shipfish, 004, 005, 007, 019
