Dreamy Stargazer Blue Olveraeth
| Dreamy Stargazer Blue Olveraeth | |
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| Impressee | Quinlys |
| Hatching Date: | 12 August, 2011 Day 22, Month 6, Turn 26 |
| Current Age: | 42 turns |
| Egg Name: | Final Frontier Egg |
| Size: | 28.2 feet |
| Dam: | Imperial Faberge Garden Gold Iovniath |
| Sire: | Kinetic Knucklebones Bronze Cadejoth |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:41 |
| Egg Credit: | Taikrin |
| Dragon Credit: | Quinlys |
| Puppeteer: | N/A |
Like a dreamy star-scape, patterned by the imaginative hands of an apprentice starsmith, this angular dragon's hide is bedecked in brilliantly luminous blue. His wings are oversized for the slender form of his torso, built like solar sails destined to carry him far; paler than his body, they have a cloudy, insubstantial quality marshalled carefully by the stark blue-black of his pinions. Across his haunches and belly, his hide gives the impression of being stretched too thin, clinging tightly to each bone, muscles barely hinted at beneath. Dark shadows mark his face above each searching, intelligent eye, giving the impression of over-exaggerated eyebrows - and a certain amount of manic eccentricity that is matched by his frenetic movements.
Final Frontier Egg
The darkness of this egg, spangled as it is with tiny white specks, calls to mind nothing more than the night sky. But the dots are really too regular, too even in size and coloration, to do anything but vaguely resemble stars, and no midnight sky has ever been that shade of near-perfect black. And there is certainly no analogue in the Pernese sky to the blob of slate-grey shapes - all swooping curves and dramatic lines - that streak across its side. Or /is/ there?!
With a great /thud/, the darkly shelled Final Frontier Egg rolls over onto one side, giving the dragon inside just enough momentum to push himself free - the very first. Luminously blue, bedecked in stars, the mid-sized hatchling gives the world an expectant, curious glance before lunging off towards the candidates. Though widely considered a top choice for the gold, weyrbred Quinlys shows no regrets as she wraps her arms around him, whispering his name so quietly that only those nearest could know for sure: "Olveraeth."
Dreamy Stargazer Blue
Like a dreamy star-scape, patterned by the imaginative hands of an apprentice starsmith, this angular dragon's hide is bedecked in brilliantly luminous blue. His wings are oversized for the slender form of his torso, built like solar sails destined to carry him far; paler than his body, they have a cloudy, insubstantial quality marshalled carefully by the stark blue-black of his pinions. Across his haunches and belly, his hide gives the impression of being stretched too thin, clinging tightly to each bone, muscles barely hinted at beneath. Dark shadows mark his face above each searching, intelligent eye, giving the impression of over-exaggerated eyebrows - and a certain amount of manic eccentricity that is matched by his frenetic movements.
Inspiration
Carl Sagan and all the other TV scientists who share that certain charisma that lets other people be inspired by their enthusiasm for their subject.
Egg Inspiration: The Red Hot Chilli Peppers said it best - 'Space may be the final frontier, but it was made in a Hollywood basement.' (Star Trek, obviously).
| Clutch 41 | |
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