FTWClutch:13/Eggs

FTW Clutch 13/Eggs

The Forest Glade Egg

Amber filters through like ambient sunlight on a dappled green surface. A small egg round like the rest it sits near to the middle of the clutch. It's surface peaceful with the yellows and greens that mesh and dance across it. For the most part it is a soft emerald color with hints of veridian and jade, highlighted and accented by yellow and hints of caramel and umber. Serene and small it may well be lost amongst the others or simply blend in with the rest and not have a spotlight till it hatches.

Woodland Creatures Egg

Riots of brown whirl wildly across a large eggs surface. Caught within shadowy blacks and dark blues spots of yellow and green peer like eyes. There is little discernable pattern to this egg beyond this. Simple feral abandon of woodsy hues that have been thrown together and spread over the smooth surface.

Frost in the Forest Egg

The rich green of new spring buds have been frozen in time, swirling across the faintly veined texture of this egg. There are the occassional blossoms of color, the brilliant yellow like that of a daffodill, small patches of red that seems like the last of winters' holly berries. The whole scene is frozen indeed as crystaline lines of ice frosted white trace swirlly patterns across the colored shell, like a sudden frost in the early spring.

Spring in the Burrow Egg

The green on this egg is a dark piney green, while near the bottom the green turns to a nice rich loamy color that almost looks like a velvety forest floor. There is a dark semicircle underneath a particularly misty green that has several light brown fuzzy looking slotches on either side. Odd that they are these light brown splotches seem to have pointed ears and white cotten-tail floofy spots or is that just a trick of the light. Two of these splotches seem larger and more mature than the scattering of smaller splotches.

Dappled Brown Egg

This smaller egg seems to lay in the shadows of some of the others eggs around it. Not just one brown color, several shades of brown swirl around the round shell. Closer inspection reveals a pattern to the swirls. It looks like a large pile of brown leaves, fallen from the trees in fall in preparation for the upcoming winter. Small black lines are the stems of the leaves and it's a half hazard pattern all over the egg. One might wager that only a brown could come out of an egg of this pure brown color, but one never knows what makes the color of the occupant inside.

Playfull Spring Grass Egg

A contrast in color compared to the dappled brown, this one is pure green. The deepest green actually, it reminds the viewer of freshly grown grass right after a long winter of seeing just white on the ground. The green doesn't swirl around the egg but actually covers it all in one layer of green. But wait...if you look close enough you can actually see one other color interwoven into the green. Specks of golden yellow dot the entire shell, as if the sun itself has kissed the egg to give it a more lustrous shine. While this egg is not entirely too large, it's slightly larger than the egg it leans against.

Frost Covered Egg

Another larger egg sits in a small cluster of eggs, easily able to be told apart from the others. The tip that is free from the sand is a pale white, a light coloring over the egg. Browns and blacks swirl around in a dance of colors, the white from the tip melting down to blend in. No certain pattern is easily reconizable but some people may say this egg reminds them of the way the trees look after the first frost of the year, before winter really sets in. If expanded to become larger, perhaps the brown would resemble a tree, bare of it's leaves, the branches covered lightly in white frost.

Black and Yellow Speckled Egg

A lot of white can be seen on this medium sized egg, though there are large 'patches' of colors, as if a painter came by and painted a partial picture on the canvas and left the rest blank. Bright golden yellow, nearly in the shape of petals, and a deep black are those patches of colors. They remind the looker of a bright, beautiful flower that is often the first one to appear in the spring, after the final snow has melted and flowers begin to reappear. Three large 'flowers' grace this egg, the rest of the egg a simple white.

Forever Violets Egg

Purple! It's a very purple egg, sitting here amongst some of the ones that sport greens and blues. Subtle colors of purple mix with not so subtle colors, to make an interesting shade for this medium sized egg. It seems as if someone just picked a bunch of violets to make a bouquet.

Pondscum Egg

There's nothing spectacular about its size or shape, but the color of this egg causes it to stand out. It's a bright minty green, pale-hued, but surprising and vaguely disturbing in its intensity. The color is unchanging over the entire shell, interrupted only by an occasional fleck of darker green or black.

Pinestraw Egg

With a more pronounced ovoid shape than most, this egg is longer and slimmer than the others around it. Its colors are drab and uninteresting, with short thin straws of brown marking the shell all around as if strewn over the darker color they accent. The only relief from tedium is an occasional splash of piney green.

Poison Ivy Egg

This medium-sized egg is covered over in greens varying from light to dark in hue. The layers of color radiate over it in bands from tip to tip. The only departure from this pattern is a large splotch on top of the egg near the larger end, an irregular shape of lighter green that is arranged in a three-pointed pattern, like a trio of leaves.

Honeysuckle Egg

Larger than any of its near neighbors, this egg is flecked all over with long, thin shapes ranging in color from pale white to deep yellowish-gold. The pattern is so inricate that, viewed from a distance, it blurs, giving the illusion of flowing movement, a gentle stirring in the breeze. Highlights of green snake their way over and around the egg, caressing it like a vine.

Spring Garden Egg

Perfect dotted lines of joyous Spring pastels dot their way across the surface of this petite egg. Quaint splotches of baby pink, sky blue, lavendar, and pale peach break the monotony of the harsh brown and dark green undertones, providing a bit of promise of all things new and fresh. As the egg hardens with the heat of the Sands, the dots closest to the warmth take on a brighter, more vivid glow about them, as if encouraged by the sun to come out and drink in the life of the Summer soil. Rest assured that the life within this dainty egg is growing along with the colorful flowers, waiting with baited breath to emerge from the shell and reveal it's own glory to Pern.

Hidden Path Egg

Shades of green from the darkest in the forest to the palest of new leaves cling to lines of mahogany, oak, and cedar brown, standing straight and tall over the surface of this rotund egg. Here and there, as if a paintbrush was taken with a ghostly shade of silver, sunlit streaks break through the boughs to show the way. Revealed in it's midst is a gracefully curving line of muddy brown, broken only by the pebble-like grays here and there. This is the path to comfort and solitude, love and warmth. It beckons to be followed, for at the end of this is the promise that whomever joins with the life inside this egg will never be alone again.

Heartbeat in the Woods Egg

Silence. Darkness of midnight blue envelops everthing, stifling the familiar sounds of the trees and woodland creatures. Eardrums strain to hear even the faintest whisper of a breeze, the slightest rustle of leaves, the encouraging flutter of wings... but nothing. Not even the sound of breath. It's then that a faint glimmer begins to pulsate, not far away, but not close. Along with that, a sound. Barely a thumping, it starts quietly, hardly even noticable. After an endless enternity of moments, it grows louder... and louder. Until soon the beating echoes all around, both terrifying and encouraging at the same time. The life of a heartbeat comes from this rich blue, mottled orb, knowing that one day, it too shall embrace a life with it's own and the two hearts will beat as one.

Suffocating Wisteria Egg

A riot of strong green rope wraps the surface of this egg in choking color. This invader is no benevolent one, for the hue seen under this morass of rich green is dark brown, brittle and dead looking. Yet, this egg is not without sinister beauty. Delicate purple clusters hang in heavy, gossipy bunches like grapes on the vine from Benden. There, however, the similarity to such sweet fruits end. Instead, the fragile blossoms range from pale lavender to dark royal, touched at the center of each with the faintest hint of cream. Lovely, but deadly, they seem to smother the life from the dark brown twigs below, watched in loving care by Elynth.

Cherry Blossom Time Egg

A blizzard of pink and white surrounds this shell, mottling it in various shades. Bright fuchsia is mercifully muted under softer tones of carnation and bubblegum, and the overall effect is not as jarring to the eye as it might otherwise be. Rather than the stark, leathery white of most dragon eggs, this is an ocher that is a shade or two lighter than the parchment the woodcrafters produce in such limited quantity. Vague hints of sable streak down towards the underside of the shell, hidden in Fort's hot sands. In all, a fresh breath of spring in the dark chill of Fort's winter.

Willow Buds Egg

Pale yellow, the touch of the first rays of the sun as it climbs over the horizon, spread out in a starburst pattern over this shell. The dots of color are all surprisingly uniform; no bigger than a childs migsy and all perfectly round, with the barest hint of a red line through them. The undercolor of the shell is a stark white, which makes the long threads that tether the circles of dim sunshine to the egg that much more noticeable. Near one curved end, there is the barest hint of spring green, reaching jaggedly up the leathery surface, a protective spike of color for all that fragile beauty.

Plant that ate the South Egg

Lush and green, this egg seems more like the shady tropics of Ista than something that should be on the hot sands of Fort. Shadows move and play across the leathery surface, turning light and dark to broad, variegated leaves. Were it not for the ovoid shape, it would be impossible to tell just what this morass of vegetation is the vines seem to cling unreservedly to every available surface. There is something ominous about the way it draws the eye in, like it might greedily reach out and devour the eggs closest to it, or an unwary hand of a candidate, pulling it into that jungle of life. Flat, papery pods, some sort of propagating seed, peep slyly from the undergrowth, ready and waiting to consume the unwary.

Judas Tree Egg

This tiny egg seems almost too small and delicate to hold a dragonet the poor thing must be terribly cramped in there. Clearly one of the runts of the clutch, the dark umber of the shell seems at first glance to be an unrelieved blanket of bark. However when a closer look is taken, dark, wine red buds can be seen against the brown. The variation in shading is so close as to be nearly indistinguishable at a distance, but much more apparent when on eye level with the thing. Each bud has a tiny spot of whitish pink on the very tip of it, the beginnings of an opening, perhaps? Or a blossom yet to come.

Humid Mossy Egg

Through the heat of the Summer, the humidity of the forest seems to engulf all who reside there. Though some wilt in the wet, sticky air, others flourish. This medium sized egg seems to just thrive with the thick wetness, it's sides growing up from the Sands in a dark, mossy green. Moisture collects in puddles near the bottom, encouraging the organism to grow and cling to the shell for life. Near the top, a pale gray of natural rock peeks through, not yet embraced by the spongy entity bringing life to it's surface. The moss nearest it is the furthest from the water, so it's beginning to show brown around the edges, the nearest green almost gray with lack of moisture. It fades gently into the rich moss green on the bottom nearest the stagnant pool feeding it from below.

Wild Lavender Egg

Thick meadow greens and golds embrace the earth with tendrils of tall meadow grasses. Here and there, a burst of purple, lavender, violet, and blue gather in clumps of fragrant, tiny blooms. A painter's brush has given life to this medium sized egg, each blade of the tall grass given meticulous attention, every dot of the flowers gently kissed with an explosion of color. The overall effect is serenity, peace, and tranquility. The patience of Spring waiting for the lushness of Summer as the being within waits patiently for it's day in the sun, lounging in the meadow amongst the lavender.

Creeping Fungus Egg

Small and round this egg is a play of browns and off-whites with a touch of red and yellow. It starts off being completely brown a hue that is reminiscent of redwood, with variations in color and texture to give the appearance of bark. Creeping across at a zigging and zagging angle from the base of the egg up and over is flattened ovals of cream touched with yellow. A few are frilly along the bottom and others seem almost dirty which is perhaps due to the sands they rest upon.

Canopy Web Egg

Like many of its brethren this egg is again a riot of greens and browns with vague yellow and silver that shoot through and brightens colors like shafts of light. First and perhaps more prominent, depending on whether this egg has been turned one way or another, brown shoots up from a 'bottom' like the tall and ancient trees of the Southern Continent. Leafy greens of a wide variety of shades top these but are interspersed by the touch of amber or whitish silver. Not only this but between the various browns caught in the green is a web of jade, with the occasional blossom of pink or purple along the lines, that drapes waiting to catch...what?

Luminous Leaves Egg

Leaves grown lush with the loving attention of summer's long days linger and overlap the surface of this handsome egg in gentle layers to form a softly rustling forest canopy that is quilted with vibrant and muted greens alike. Soft sage and moss are enhanced by hemlock and pine while fervid fellis and holly are matched with juniper and spruce. The delicate chiaroscuro of shading would be completely flawless if not for one small chink through which a luminous beam of sunlight glides in to lend timid gilding to it all. The tiny haze of light is a pure tawny hue at the heart but then quickens with tarnish as it coruscates the surrounding verdure and then finally melts into nonexistence.

Vtol Bug Egg

Small and dark, this egg hides in the shadows of its larger brothers and sisters, crouching low in the heat of the Sands. The head of the egg looks to be covered by a large black hood, glinting with the green-blue sheen found on the surface of crude oil. The rest is shades from loam to tomato, striped ridges of coloring bring to mind the striations of Igens sandstone, the streaks appearing oiled to a deep red hue with high gloss. Black and brown scraggles leave this red to reach down into the sand, as if to precariously hold its weight off the heat on tiptoes.

Forsythia Egg

Such a cheerful egg! It calls attention to itself in its simplicity, reminiscent of the warmth of the sun on that first true day of Spring. In fact, it is easy to be convinced the egg itself is radiating a gentle heat. Large and perfectly round, it is covered in a riot of blazing yellow blobs. A closer look reveals a pattern: four blobs to each star are faintly defined by darker outlines of gold, the curled tips highlighted by brilliant white. The stars cluster in clumps, thicker here, sparcer there, creating a shimmering dance of sunshine across the surface of this joyous egg.

Spinners Web

At first glance, this egg would seem to be one of many that are swirls of yellow dappled forest green, like sunlight through the distant canopy of leaves. Something, however, seems not quite right...it is cloudy, perhaps, or hazed...might it even be fine, white hairline cracks that skitter across the hardening green surface? Finally the white wisps come into focus against the darker background, the distinctive angular shape to its pattern showing true. It appears as tho an overachieving spinner has spun a web of huge proportion to cover the majority of the egg, dew glistened strands stretched taut to best catch its prey. At a certain angle, the egg appears fully white, while at another, the web can barely be seen at all, and still a third angle reveals, sheltered low on the curve of the shell, a shiny brown blob of color, the creator of this masterpiece, waiting patiently for an insect's twang on the web that signals dinnertime!