It was the night after the Touching. Everything had been peaceful after the event, all the excitement draining away and fading back into the hum of everyday life at Dunespike. The sunset meant an even more peaceful susurrus took over.
Until the faint sounds of someone crawling under the flaps of the tent. The human’s mind came into focus, vaguely familiar as one of the dozens of candidates who Touched during the day. Rhuman, this one was named.
She stood and shook the sand out of her clothing as quietly as she could. Rhuman’s mind was full of purpose but also a curious glee, proud she’d gotten this far. With the light of a single glow she pulled out of her shirt, Rhuman made her way across the clutch to her targets.
The Sweet Drizzle Conceals The Real Treat (001 / Caramel / Yjeth) was first in her mind, but The Prettiest Whistles Won't Wrestle The Thistles Undone (026 / Waves) and Tasted Fire in a Golden Dream (028 / Tasted Fire) would receive the same attention soon. All of them were goldish eggs, and even though they varied in size and there had been no indication Gwillanth favored them over other eggs, Rhuman still wanted them so desperately. Her hands found their shells and she whispered to them, her thoughts strong and willful and commanding. “You’re a good dragon. You want me. If you’re gold, you’ll impress me. We’ll be queens together. So much power. No one could stop us. If you’re a gold...”
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What did you think was Rhuman’s purpose when she first entered? How did you react, and what did you say to your companions, as her purpose became clear? What would you say to her, if you could? Is there anything you want to say in support of your fellow eggs? Do you attempt to call for help, or are you curious as to what she will do next?