to dance with dragons
Amaris Chandrakant
The Blade

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DRAMYRTH - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
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Dragons.

It had been a childhood fancy, a dream, to wander into the myth, and see if she was worthy of it. To climb, each step harder than the one before, higher and higher until they could barely breathe for the air was so much thinner. Until their eyes, golden with sunlight and wonder, would behold the world from this new height, and then-

Then what?

The childhood story, like many, was laced with terrifying prospects and haunting lessons; most of which the Blade was ignoring for this journey.

Change. Too much had changed, and she was unable to keep up. Always plagued with insecurities, they had driven her to introversion more than usual. The prospect of connecting with a long lost relative, a cousin from lines generations in the past, was exciting – but also terrifying. And so she wrote letters, and left them with instructions that they be delivered should she not return in a certain timeframe.

Then she did the most irresponsible thing, and used her Order-given compass to take her to Halo at the break of Flowerbirth. And she immediately set off to the Wilds nearby.

Dramyrth was with her, of course. Connected to her as he was, her dreams were his aspirations, his beliefs – they had shaped him as much as her soul had.

The Draig Cordillera. The mountains where the dragons were. One thing their insecurities could never take from them was their love of dragons, their dream to know them, to be with them – even if it meant to be with them in death.

The idea of death did not daunt them. They’d always been a bit reckless, leaping off The Falling on their days off, trusting that the winds would deposit them back to safety (accepting the risk should the winds decide not to be so reliable that day).

Today, the idea of death thrilled them.

They climbed, praying to Caido, the God of All, for guidance – and then to Mort and Ludo, for a safe passage should they decide their lives were indeed spent.
Amaris
drákos istoría


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#2
Not today, dragonkin.

Death comes to many who try and ascend these mountain passes. But today, Amaris and Dramyrth are spared.

A dragon appears from the mists before them with scales the colour of midnight lavendar. Her eyes fall upon her draconic kin, and then to the woman to whom the dragon is bonded. The mists gather and swirl as the creature's jaws open; will she speak, or will it be to issue a blast from which Amaris never recovers?

Neither, it seems...

{split} to dance with dragons


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