Logs:You Can Barely Tell

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You Can Barely Tell
Well, isn't that a relief.
RL Date: 19 July, 2014
Who: Evanthe
Involves: High Reaches Weyr
Type: Vignette
What: The night of the hatching, Evanthe tries to process.
Where: Weyrling barracks
When: Day 18, Month 4, Turn 35 (Interval 10)


Icon evanthe pensive.jpg Icon evanthe zvaraseth.jpg


You can barely tell.

With the caverns dark and the dragon's curled form blanketed with shadow, you can barely tell.

But Evanthe knows, and the knowing keeps her awake, listening to the soft susurrations of others sleeping, snoring, whispering. The overwhelmed sobs of a weyrling occasionally break the silence, but Ev doesn't join the shushing that follows... she understands.

She did it. She impressed. Weeks of waiting, anticipation, anxiety... and now she finds it doesn't end. Now it's carried on, refreshed with every tense look someone gives her dragon; every tight-lipped smile from someone who doesn't know if they ought to congratulate her; every furtive glance as someone tries not to stare but can't help but look.

Twisted wing-shoulders, twisted spine, the stunted legs... and he is so small.

Will he be able to keep up with the others? Will he be able to fly? Will he survive?

These thoughts, and so many others, form a maelstrom in her mind - what will tomorrow bring? But for right now... for right now you can barely tell.

He'll be fine. She says it aggressively, only to herself. We'll be fine.

« Well, isn't that a relief. » His voice, the deep rich baritone and slightly clipped words fill her mind with familiar strangeness. « I had begun to worry. »

So focused on her own thoughts, Evanthe hadn't realized that Zvaraseth had woken. Now, flushed with shame at what he may have overheard, she shifts instinctively to his side - already, her hand falls automatically between his wings, to the spot that aches. "I'm sorry," she whispers.

« Don't. We will not apologize for honesty. »

They don't discuss it further. It isn't necessary. There are things to do. Tending to him soothes her as her own mind could not, and when all is done... sleep, at last, takes them both.




Comments

K'zin on 00:56, 21 July 2014 said...

<3 <3 <3

Roz on 10:06, 21 July 2014 said...

Awesooommmeee.

Edyis on 13:39, 21 July 2014 said...

Great read, can't wait to see what these two get up to.

Azaylia on 16:38, 21 July 2014 said...

I love, love, loved this. Zvaraseth's << Well, isn't that a relief. >> cracked me up in a 'ooh, you got caught' way. Very excited to see how Evanthe and he grow together. <3

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