Clutch:Hrw13/Eggs

Waters off Tillek Point Egg

With swirls of deep sea blue and lighter green, this egg draws you closer for a look, beckoning you to touch and play along its surface, to lose yourself in its depths, and to imagine that you could see right through to the occupant inside. But like the swift, moving waters of Tillek, the smooth, softly-colored surface always seems to thwart you, raised swirls of pattern and slight troughs of color looking like waves shifting over the rounded shell, forcing your eyes to move and dance among the waters, imagine the laughing cries of seabirds, and wonder about the fickle and ever-changing nature of the sea.

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Scrawled Hide Egg

Ink black lines make their wandering way over the dark brown surface of this egg, scrawls from a scribner's feathered quill. Interweaving with these thin lines are the wandering patterns of lines of a lighter tannish-brown, giving the egg the appearance of having already been somewhat cracked. This complex web of black and tan lines gives the shell a imagined depth where it does not, that fact only betrayed by the soft gleam from the ambient light in the huge cavern.

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Sparkling Istan Coral Egg

If one didn't know better, they might assume that this fanciful egg had been picked up from the bottom of an Istan bay. The surface gives the impression of being covered entirely by small pieces of coral in many colors: red, pink, green, purple, yellow and orange. In among the coral are smaller, sleeker, darting objects that upon closer examination seem like tiny fish. Some of the fish have little stripes, others are just a single color; each one adds a little humor to the egg. In the rare places where there is no coral and there are no fish, a bright, shining blue is revealed. The blue waters of Ista: clear, sparkling, and beautiful. Clearly a wonderful sight, this egg draws more than it's fair share of attention. When it's not being moved around by Elisanth, that is.

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Silky Playful Shipfish Egg

At the prow of this immense egg is a sharp cut line arrowing down to split the egg in half with a triangular form of deep brown; before this and out from it flows wavy green-blue capped with white and giving the impression of a boat upon the waters. And indeed, most of this egg is that swirling, gentle sea-green color, but the most striking features upon this shell are the sleek gray forms that top the white crowns and seem to ride those lush blue waves. If given closer inspection, or stared at for too long, those forms might appear to move across the egg's smooth surface. Leaping and breaching, and then diving once more, there is a feeling of playfulness and joy to it all.

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High Reaches Spring Meadow Egg

Grayish brown striations resemble tree trunks, fading into swirls of pearl and emerald that could be a newly blossomed tree. Dark green patches dotted with hints of rose are scattered about the egg's surface, becoming tall shrubs. Green striations mixed with sharp milky tones resemble clumps of high grass, swaying gently in a soft afternoon's spring cool breeze. Deeper shades of green reach to cover bare brown earthen colors. Your eyes are drawn finally to a startling sky blue, that covers the top of the egg like the sky behind a lush meadow. Spring comes to the High Reaches, and the promise of warmth and new life is awakening.

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Midnight Obsidian Runner Egg

A cascade of tar-like oil seems to pours fourth across the surface of this monumental oval. Row after row of jagged obelisk-spires uproot the seeming groundwork of its shell, deftly representing within it's shadows a bleak mountain range trail. At the very top rests a dim crescent silhouette, as though one of the moons were casting an ill-defined glow upon the soil below. Through the obscurity of the scene an even darker shape descends. Plodding its hooves through the well-beaten path drives a runner. Its hazy shape might determine that this particular beast is running at a high speed, perhaps trying to escape a deadly cloud of thread as it silently falls from the sky, or delivering a message of the utmost importance.

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Keroon Farmstead Egg

Waves and waves of green upon green caress your eyes as you look at this rough-and-silk surfaced egg. The shell seems to ripple slowly, gently, like the motion of the tall grasses of Keroon swaying in the warm breezes of spring, darker and lighter greens blended into an ever-swaying blanket of summer color. You think you could almost smell the sweet, uniquely fresh scent of the greens as they move languidly, responding to the touch of the breeze, never hurrying, without a care in the world.

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Onrushing Fall Egg

At first glimpse, this egg is a pure sky blue, surrounded by seven dark, rock-colored vertical bars. Like the view a dragon must see through High Reaches' mountainous Spindles on a bright, cloudless day, the bars frame a stretch of the flawless, brilliant blue sky above the Weyr, unmarred by any clouds. There is only one imperfection in the image: an ominous slash of silvery gray almost invisible in the distance.

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Joyful Redfruit Egg

A small, oblong redfruit? No, there are no fruit-laden trees looming over this cavern-bound clutch; and no queen would tolerate such a presence anyway. This medium-sized egg nonetheless still has the tone and shadowed texture of a redfruit, bright in color, ripe in texture, and juicy to behold. Sand lightly clings to the egg's shell, adding a roughness much like the rind of the actual fruit. Take care not to attempt a bite, however; the queen watches her harvest carefully.

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High Reaches Weyr Lake Egg

A shimmering deep blue dominates the top of this egg, faint lines growing outward as if a pebble had been dropped into it from above. Almost half-way down, the blue gently gives way to a mixture of tan and grey, where the lines stop and, instead, splotches spread downward that give the bottom base of the egg a grainy feel. The only distinction from the bottom of the egg and the sands of the hatching grounds itself is a dark grey ring around the base, matching with great accuracy the color of the cavern walls in the grounds, as well as the distinctive rock of the weyr around High Reaches.

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Igen Desert Dunes Egg

Across the understated basic hues of tan and sandy brown, dotted throughout with speckles much like sun-sparked desert granules, shimmers a splashing overlay of orange and metallic yellow. Striations of brighter reds cascade across the roiling plains of this egg's surface, like the introduction of predawn light to the night-cooled profile of Igen's desert. The colors, like the coming of day, bring life from dormancy. The slowly hardening shell of this egg, however, will need to be warmed by the heat for a while longer before light dawns on the life inside.

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Delicious Baker's Egg

A brownish-tan egg that settles deep and seems to rise up from out of the sands, this particular color combination might easily make you hungry, like a choice item at a baker's gather stall. Bread, or perhaps a nice fluffy muffin springs to mind when you glance at the texture and color of this egg. A bit bigger than a couple of other eggs that rest nearby, the spreading of the color is even, not too dark or too light in any one particular spot, showing meticulousness where nature might not otherwise exhibit it. Care must be taken to bring this egg to the proper doneness, and the heated sands around it will bake it to perfection. The shame is that there is only one of it at all, and not more so that everyone can enjoy.

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Marbled Misty Sailors' Squall Egg

Swirls of browns darkening to black, roll together over the smooth shell of this egg which is reminiscent of a very early morning coastal thunderstorm. Misty streaks of bright light edge around the hardening shell from all angles, giving the impression of flashes of lightning almost blinding as it blazes from the darkness that first draws the eyes. Sheets of whitish-grey wash over the surface of the egg as the downpour commences. The battle of light and darkness soon mist together leading a shadowy cast around the base that is viewable from the hot sands.

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Skein of Vines Egg

This is a dark, fern green egg with traces of golden gilt seemingly inlaid onto its surface. Overall, it looks like a tangled skein of the thick jungle vines of Southern Boll are wrapped tightly around it, protecting the treasure that lays inside. On one side of the egg can be seen a dark, gulch, blackened brown with traces of silver pocked within it. The mar on the surface of the egg looks mysteriously inviting, as though it were a cave in the surrounding jungle that represents adventure and danger. Outside light bounces off the egg as it might tears of dew in the morning, but the dark spot on the egg remains a cavity that denies the entry of all light. You will have to wait until Hatching day for this egg to reveal the mysteries it holds.

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Greenflight's Fury Egg

At the very bottom of the egg, barely visible amid the sand pushed up lovingly against the egg by sire and dam is a swirl of coppery red, dashed with spots of brown and blue. But showing up most of all are the glowing green splotches, dancing amid the other darker colors. The green becomes more predominant as the color rises, slowly twirling upwards around the egg. Surrounding it are the bright blues and browns of before, mingling and mixing with each other. As the colors swirl towards the top, the green begins to dull. The blues and the darker shades of brown slowly fade into nothingness to be dominated by one bright shade, a brownish tan. This dark tan slowly overwhelms all the rest of the colors, and at the very top of the egg is a splash of swirling green and brown, mixed together in perfect harmony.

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Weaver-Wrought Tapestry Egg

Designs of springtime and all the renewal of life it brings are somehow contained in this substantially sized egg, larger, it would seem, than its brethren. Circumnavigating the surface are floral images dotted and dashed within a bower of trees, raining petals and beauty on the grassy firmament below. Peculiarly, tiny striations within the shell effect the impression of loom and web: prolonged examination may conjure the image of a weaver and a shuttle working in concert to achieve a tapestry's cornucopia of color.

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Jolly Cotholder Egg Warm as the smile of a stout Farmcotholder in the bright summer sun, this egg peeks out among its fellows to greet you with a smooth, plump surface that glows ruddily in the light. Swirls of lighter and darker shades touch certain areas of the egg, reminding you of the way that same jolly man's cheeks might brighten at the sound of a kind word, his smile might widen at the sight of playing children, or his eyes might crinkle around the edges with friendly mirth. Unable to contain a smile yourself, and imagining full well that the egg is smiling back at you, it is impossible to consider that the hatching inside can be anything other than forever cheerful and happy to make your acquaintance.

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Farviewed Starry Vista Egg

Close one eye, open one's imagination, peer through the brassy apeture of a handsomely crafted viewer and the results may be what lies here upon the Reaches' hatching sands. Midnight blue dominates the undercoating of color to establish a background much like the clearest of skies on a winter's eve. That near-indigo darkness erupts, however, with a spattering of white specks that cluster and clump like farflung stars arranged in constellations. Furthermore, dominating one aspect of the egg's narrower peak is a glowing if indefinite red sphere, its presence vaguely disruptive and ominous within the more pacific atmosphere...a reminder, if you will, of why the egg's inhabitant has been conceived in the first place.

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Antique Igen Vase Egg

The hues and texture of this egg call to mind a particularly lovely vase in the possession of a relative. The friendly trader who sold this vase to your Great Aunt Beade loudly touted it as a rare and beautiful example of classical Igen pottery from the last pass. The trader even had a scrap of hide that certified the vase used to belong to a famous Lady of Igen Hold. Aunt Beade, having done well by her three husbands, purchased the vase for an unspeakable amout of marks and for some turns is was displayed proudly on the table in her sitting room. As life would have it a visiting expert in historical Igen pottery had to inform your Aunt that what she really had was a very clever Bitran copy of a famous Igen vase. While the vase was an enchanting ginger-red color typical of high quality Igen potting clay the colors used to paint the impressionistic firelizards cavorting near the lip were not colors used on real Igen pottery. Instead of a duller Tillek sea blue, there was the more vibrant Harper Blue. In place of a dunnish yellow there was a delicate Nabol apple gold. Even as the vase turned out to be not quite what it seemed, you get the impression that this egg which looks very genteel and fragile will turn out to hold a dragon who is anything but.

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Sands of Ista Egg

The size of this egg is difficult to discern: it does not appear to be the largest, but neither is it small. The reason for this trouble is that it seems to be not much more than a pile of carefully molded sand, of dark silicon and diamond, sparkling under the light of glow baskets like a stretch of Istan beach in the twilight moon. Odd shadows, reflections at just the right angle, disguise this egg, not ostentatious, no, but not unnoticable either. What lies under the sandy expanse of this shell, lighter grains of the hatching cavern clinging to rounded sides? Be it green, blue, bronze, or brown, the hatching of it will echo the spectacular joy of a child on that Istan beach smashing a carefully-made sand Hold.

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Leisurely South Bollian Lava Egg

Striations run weft and warp across one side of this small egg, dark, weathered brown against a darker gray much like the dim light of a cave or tiny nook against the trees of a heavy forest. As the ladder pattern moves up the egg, towards its tip, the 'sky' background lightens, lazily fading with glowing streaks of orange and gold into the gentle soft and dim red of a fire-lit room. Colors at the top of the egg are cheerful, shot against the fiery reds and subdued oranges, dancing like the merry laughter of friends against a speakeasy's dim background.

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Musical Harper Egg

This smallish white egg isn't remarkable at all from its brethren by the base color, but instead is made captivating by the rich blue swirls that seem to begin and end from everywhere on its face. One could trace a line from the top and follow it all around, up and down, back and forth, almost as if the egg is leading the viewer along, coaxing, guiding. Some of the swirls form back upon themselves, creating shapes that are distinctly familiar, especially to lovers of music -- here, a darkened oval, there a hollow one. A melodic tune, yet this egg passes on an important lesson as well, asking the viewer not to judge what is inside simply by what appears on the outside.

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Reaches' Clouds of Ice Egg

Icy blues and amethysts reflect off of this almost shockingly white egg. Rivulets of teal and aqua are carved deep within the character of this egg, in spots pooling to form dazzling birthmarks of different shades of blues and purples. Grainy white crystal sparkles on the surface of the egg, as would a clear sheet of snow upon the frozen tundras of Pern's northernmost Hold in the grip of a severe winter. Though you might expect to see small chinks of brown or green sparkling from beneath the icy surface of the egg, you don't -- the egg is almost clear white and blue throughout its entire surface.

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Dawn over Seminole Hold Egg

The quiet of a sultry yet serene Southern evening is broken...hues of dark violets and blues give way to pale aquas and streaks of yellow towards the middle of the rounded shell. As the sky warms with color the humidity of evening and the dew of morning are melted from the landscape like a dream. Vibrance and life then begin, as Rukbat appears in the sky and pale yellow bleeds to the hot orange and reds of the rising Pernese sun. The radiance of the dawn, and of new beginnings, is reflected in this egg.

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Writhing Thread Egg

Mimicking the silent shudder that passes through the land as Fall approaches, you can't help but shiver involuntarily at the slick, sinister surface of this egg. From a distance, it looks merely solidly bluish grey, the color of a cloudy sky with perhaps a storm on the horizon. Closer though and its true nature is revealed in streaks of shimmery milky white that seem strewn over the surface by a brisk headwind with no pattern or thought, cast aside like thin ribbons in a storm. Harmless-looking, yet deceptively dangerous. And it is the need to find pattern where there is none that keeps you looking for a moment longer, wondering about the tempestuous nature of threadfall and curious if the contents of this egg share that nature.

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Beckoning Mineshaft Egg

What, is there a hole in the sands? No, there isn't, you say to yourself in some surprise -- that's an egg! Its surface resembling a rocky mountain face, the blackish-grey color of this egg reveals a distinctly darker spot of shell, like an opening near the middle, almost like a gateway that beckons one to try and enter. All along the surface of the eggs are specks, like deposits just waiting for some enterprising soul to collect. The sturdiness of the egg makes you wonder if the dragon inside will be able to make it out without some help....perhaps a pick will be needed?

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Whorled Woodscape Egg

If appearances were more truthful than actuality, the source of this ovoid would be Nabol's forests rather than High Reaches' senior queen. Curling pine-hued demarkations entwine with deeper, sensual swirls of a chestnut and cherry coloration, as if the hand of a master woodworker has blended polished slivers of Pern's finer timbers into a simple, if aesthetically pleasing, egg-shaped design. No mishaps have marred the creation's shape or surface: it is both curved and smoothed with glassy perfection, with a final glossy sheen spinning light within each layer of coloration.

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Volcanic Rain of Fire Egg

Molten reds grapple the dark ivy greens of this egg, that is shaped almost more oblong than the others in the clutch. It is embedded deep into the sands, and at the line where the egg meets ground, dark charred blacks can be seen licking the sides of the egg. The blazing reds smother the olive greens on the egg as might a rain of fire showering down upon an unprotected forest of the Southern Continent. Swirling oranges and yellows frolic their way up the sides of the green and brown egg, and atop the egg the colors meld into a hazy grey.

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Racing Runnerbeast Egg

Swirls of rusty-colored splotches fan out from a shape that strongly resembles a swift runnerbeast flying across a racing flat. Light reflects off the ovalish shape giving the impression of sparks that come from its hooves as the runner surges past its fellows and across the finish line marked by a large ebony striation on the smaller dusty brown end. Unlike a race where many must lose, both dragonet and human lifemate will win when this egg finally cracks its shell.

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Newly Forged Egg

Brightly hot and gleaming, this wetly smooth egg looks fresh from the smithcrafter's forge, a white-hot sphere of perfectly formed metal, glowing almost painfully amongst its fellows. Fearing even to touch it, you try to look at it from all angles, seeing the fiercely hot white, burning oranges and reds, and cooler grays and blues deeply swirling around the shell in outwardly larger concentric circles. Even as you watch, you imagine that the shell is cooling, the gray of cold iron moving ever so slowly up the egg towards the top, the chilling force emanating, oddly enough, from the hot sands underneath.

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Benden Vintner's Egg

This smallish egg looks like it came right from being dipped into the secret wine vats of Benden, its color pure and smoothly crimson, much like that notable Summer pressing of 14 turns back. How that vintage glittered in the glass! And the taste, oh, so clean on the tongue and so brightly sweet on the palate. Alas, never again will there be such a pressing of that calibre, and never again will there be a dragon's egg so perfectly matching in color and texture. One can't help but wonder, as one does when an aged bottle is brought after turns from the cellar, if the dragonet inside will match the beauty and promise of the outside.

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Peaceful Tidal Pool Egg

The pacific blue of a Bollian sea kisses the golden tan on the sand that marries earth and water in this egg. Edges meet in harmonious union, yet undulating back and forth, never at a true rest. At a depressed curve comes an enclosure, the most pacific of all, dark blue and inviting, and encircled in deeper gold -- a tidal pool, a ring of natural splendor worthy of the scene of the egg's calm and understated beauty. The swirl in its center draws the eye in, waves lapping gently and silently to soothe all weariness.

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