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[First Clutch]
Jan. 29th, 2010 07:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
modtheskies[The Hatching Sands carved out of the hollow mountainside are clear, hot with the sun blazing down onto them. A small circle of eggs stands in the middle, in a thick mound of sand, but there is no one in sight, human or dragon, no proud gold hovering over her precious clutch. The eggs stand on their own, half-buried in the sands.
...and one egg wobbles, the first dragonet struggling to break the thick shell. It wobbles again, and cracks, ever so slightly.
And all at once, out of nowhere and for the first time in who knows how long, there are people on the Sands.]
...and one egg wobbles, the first dragonet struggling to break the thick shell. It wobbles again, and cracks, ever so slightly.
And all at once, out of nowhere and for the first time in who knows how long, there are people on the Sands.]