Creative Corner

[center]Day 23: Adore [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=29250068] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/292501/29250068_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Estella, from a young age, had only wanted one thing: to be adored. She craved attention, whether it was from her often inattentive parents, the other performers, or their ever changing audience. Her parents and her were a traveling troupe and would perform plays as well as fortune telling. They had very little time for her, but she tried every which way to get it, even if it was negative attention. She would hide the props needed that night, run around with performers' wigs, step in wet paint from the drying scenery. Of course, all these actions made her parents want to be in her presence even less. The audience proved to be more receptive to her though so as she grew older, she focused her efforts on them instead of her troupe. She was a darling hatchling and would often get pats on the head, tips from her terrible pan pipe playing, or make them laugh while she tried juggling scarves or making jokes. As she became a young dragon, she was given larger roles in their plays and was quite the ham. She quickly became a favorite, and she started to have some solos which delighted her. Even with everyone's attention, it wasn't enough though. So, she left. Estella went off and formed a troupe of one doing soliloquies and fortune telling. She had gotten pretty good at fortune telling before she left and that made for the majority of her livelihood, at least in the beginning. She was a skilled actress as well and as she started to perform for more dragons, word got out and her audience size increased almost exponentially. In fact, she became so well known she was asked to join a royal theatre group and perform for kings and queens. Estella was ecstatic about the news and joined the professionals. The problems started though once she joined as it was clear, she was not good at working with others. This could have been forgivable, but after opening night, Estella was promptly ejected from the group due to her own insecurities. She had never performed for thousands of dragons before, and was thrilled, but had only a small part. It wasn't enough, she knew in that moment she needed more. When she got out there to say her lines of a timid young scholar, she went off-book and started making up her own witty remarks, very out of character to add, and stole the show. The audience roared with laughter and she got the largest applause when she came out, but when the curtain fell, the manager told her she was fired. Estella was outraged and stormed off, flying without giving a care to where she went, almost crashing into birds on her way. After time to cool off and reflect on her life, in addition to acknowledging she had a problem with being a bottomless pit with a need for attention, she tried to live a low, quiet life. One day, she saw a new dragon come to her part of the woods, a beautiful Nocturne named Letheo. He was flitting on the edge of the sea's surface, catching insects. He noticed her watching him, and smiled and waved back. They got to talking and over time became close friends then lovers. She joined the clan and has been contented with her life ever since.

[center][img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/8a8e/f/2018/295/c/d/h1_by_cas_a_fras-dcq466z.png[/img] [b]December 24th: Star[/b][/center] Hope you all had a wonderful first day of NOTN and that you are enjoying the event! This is our second to last day of 25 Days of Lore, I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas Eve! Today's Prize: [quote=December 24 - star][item=Elpis Chest][item=Sol Wisher Chest][item=Moon Glitter Chest][item=Firebug][skin=9444][item=Starwood Veil][skin=24257][/quote] @CleverDual @Petall @GreatLordHades @Cheryy @MysticalScribe @Rhosen @Pantali @St0rmy @Kitanya @remnio @TigerFestival @dillykai @lessthan3 @LadyFairchild @Harana @Nettletea @Knickknacks @MarinaQuakenbush @Rhosen @Braixen @Zafer @HauntedWhale @RidleeKi @Talismarr @FantasyMyth @humanityxpeople @Biuret @Blightwyrm @Alstroemeria @inn @Zuron @mukuroikusabas @Saraceaser @Ipepi @myriadofstars

[center][b][u]Fall[/u][/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=47265388] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/472654/47265388_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=47449452] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/474495/47449452_350.png[/img] [/url] "Run run run!" Zira huffed out, holding the crate close to her chest as she glided across the ground. "Terrible idea, Zira!" Navara howled as she ran after the faster Nocturne, wings flapping violently. It didn't take very long for them to reach the docks. Zira screeched to a halt as they reached the end of one. Navara wasn't too far behind. The Tundra growled, fluffing up her fur as both of them whipped around. Rapid, thunderous steps glided across the wood planks, and the guards screeched to a halt. Those behind slammed their tridents into the dock while the three in front rose their own and pointed the very pointy tips at them. One of them cried out, "In the name of the law in this town, you two are under arrest! Hand over the crate, or pay for it with your blood!" "You're never going to take us alive," Zira boldly proclaimed. Navara turned to shoot a glare at Zira, but her sour expression quickly turned into a surprised one as Zira grabbed her tail. She dived off the port and fell, dragging Navara with her. Navara paddled, struggling to reach the surface. A strong pair of claws grabbed her, and she would've shrieked as she was dragged away. She finally reached the surface, being hauled onto coarse sand. The shadow of the dock cast over her as a familiar pair of purple claws clamped over her mouth. The soft tapping of clawsteps against wood above them was audible, and it was only when only the gentle waves lapping against the shore was the only noise. "Oh my Icewarden," Navara giggled. "I hope you still have the crate." Zira beamed, nodding as she looked down at the crate her tail was coiled around as if she were a proud mother. "I did that for a bunch of weird fairy squid looking creatures," she affirmed. "They're going to look for us. We better go," she nodded at a ship that was just coming to a still as the sound of a horn blowing sounded. ----- [b][u]Adore[/u][/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46151262] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/461513/46151262_350.png[/img] [/url] [quote=Torn Piece of Discarded Paper][u]- There's a bar. It also happens to be a night club on some nights.[/u] - Owner and bartender is a Skydancer called Gertrude Thunderfizz. Makes "killer" drinks, from what the patrons say. - There are other bartenders, but they're less skilled. Still good drinks. - Gertrude talks a lot to Imperial called Iervan Sharpcrag. Possible romantic relationship? - Night Club holds "Dance Nights". [s]- Not an exclusively gay event.[/s] - A Fae DJ named Prisma Auroragleam goes there on these nights. The nights refer to when she plays her music. [s]- Fae is pretty cute.[/s] [s]- Fae looks like a rainbow. Very energetic and adorable.[/s] - [s]Prisma[/s] Auroragleam offered to buy me a drink. Seems nice. [s]Keep a close eye on[/s] - Not a threat or important. The building should be left alone (The tail of the "e" drags across the rest of the page. It then extends into a squiggly line that hardly cancels out whatever was written above.)[/quote] ----- [b][u]Star[/u][/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45322978] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/453230/45322978_350.png[/img] [/url] The lights dim, and the Eye of the Storm falls silent. Then the lights come alive again, flashing slowly in various shades and tints of vibrant neon colours. More lights, though plain, burst to life in a square in front of the stage. The spotlights above it turn on one by one, illuminating the stage and revealing a DJ booth. Chatter starts up again. Dragons start to emerge, walking up to the large square of light. Some decide to crowd around it, taking places next to the high tables placed near it. Others decide to step onto it expectantly. All eyes fall upon the stage. The bland lights turn off, floor and spotlight, then burst to life, flashing as they cycled through various colours. A Fae peeked out from behind the booth and grinned at the crowd. "Let's go, Valkyrie Valley!" Loud cheers and whoops filled the bar as the music began to play.[/center]

[center][b][size=5]Star[/b][/center] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33972785] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/339728/33972785_350.png[/img] [/url]         Starlight missed being a star sometimes. When she had first come down and took the form of a beast, (or [i]dragon[/i] as they were apparently called) she had arrived in an actually decent place, for such primitive beings. Full of light and worship. But then, as she followed the essence left by her sister's offerings, she had ventured to....[i]here.[/i] It was a gloomy place with creatures that skittered around in the dark and twisted, scraggly trees with mangled brambles all around. Did Blight purposely pick the worst possible place for such magnificent beings as they had been? Starlight scoffed as she trudged along, eyes tracking the faint trail left by her sister's activities. I[i]t will be all to easy to convince her to come back,[/i] she thought, [i]all I have to do is tell her Mother had accepted her offerings and is making her a star again.[/i] In her hopeless state, she would surely jump at the chance to return and get away from these horrid creatures she had once so loved. [i]Dragons.[/i] despicable things really. Why, when she had first arrived, the had taunted her with some weird buzzing things they had tried to shove in her mouth! Honestly, was there anything worse in the world? She thought not. She finally found the source of the trail, a large cave on the outskirts of some sort of kingdom. She walked inside, ready to bring Blight back,         "Oh Sister dear, I have good news~" She sang, poking her head in, ready to see the disgraced form of her unfortunate sister.         "Oh hello. Who are you?" That was definitely not her sister. He was a-a skyprancer? She thinks that's what their called-with the most horrendous and flamboyant plumage she had ever seen. His pelt was a mix of pink and green, with a strange, flower-like pattern to it, his wings were almost glass-like, still that horrid shade of pink, with darker coloring near the base and lighter coloring near the tips with white, shimmering dots spaced in between. And then, the worst of all, he had markings, almost identical to hers, etched into his hide too, although his were still an ugly shade of pink. Was he...was he blessed by the sun too? It...it couldn't be! She wouldn't accept it! "Um...hello? Random stranger in my mate's cave?" Mate. Mate. He said mate. As in this, horrible, eyeburning creature was her sister's mate?! Oh, she always knew Blight was of lower intellect then most, but to chose to spend her time with this thing? It was worse than she thought. Starlight would just have to try harder than ever to conquer this setback. She would still succeed, no matter what.         "Um, hello? Are you deaf or something? Hello?"

Day 24: Star Word Count: 358 [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=47516812] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/475169/47516812_350.png[/img] [/url] It was the middle of the night, which meant that Sirius was wide awake. She never could seem to sleep during the night, and usually nodded off during the day instead. She was surprised to see two of her clanmates were also awake. They were gathered near the hole in the bramble ceiling (the kunzite rock had been removed a few days previously, leaving a small impact crater). "What are you doing, so late at night?" she asked them. One of the dragons, an imperial wearing a purple cloak, noticed her. "Good night Sirius" he greeted her. "We were stargazing". He turned his attention back to his telescope, and made a marking on a piece of parchment. The other dragon (Corvus, she remembered) handed her another telescope. "Would you like to look?" Sirius accepted the telescope. "Sure!" There were more stars in the sky than she could count. She recognized some constellations, such as The Hunter and the Scorpion. "Do you see that star, over there? The really bright one?" Corvus pointed. "That one's called Sirius". "It's the brightest star in the sky" the imperial added. "Hey, why was I named after a star?" Sirius asked them. "Because you are so shiny, I think" Corvus said. "You reminded us of the star". The astronomers kept looking at the sky. "You see that one?" Corvus pointed at a smaller, more yellow star. "We call that one Sol". Even through the telescope, Sirius could barely see the star. "It's pretty small for a star" the black dragon said, "But if you had a stronger telescope, like the one in the Starfall Isles, you'd be able to see some planets orbiting it". "Cool". Sirius put down the telescope. "Most of the planets we can see are fairly small, not much bigger than asteroids" the imperial interjected. "Hey, do you think any of the planets around Sol have life on them?" she wondered. "I've never thought about that before". Corvus shrugged. "I honestly have no idea. Who knows if there's any other life, out there in the universe?" Around this time the sun came up, and the trio was forced to stop.

Merry Christmas Eve! Day: 24 Theme: Star Dragon: [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=47168292] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/471683/47168292_350.png[/img] [/url] To get into the giving spirit, I’m giving this piece of lore to my friend @sapphiole Stars were mini suns, small from a distance but up close dazzling. Sunshine was one of those. He shone as bright as the sun and thus his name came into existence. Providing comfort and company at the worst of times, he helped in multiple ways, including helping to nurse his clanmates when they returned from battle injured. Though he is quite the kind one now, he wasn’t like this before. Let’s take a glimpse into his past... (from his diary that he showed me, of course) [font=typewriter]Sunshine’s Diary: Past[/font] [i] I had once again broken the heart of another young one. I know I shouldn’t rejoice at this but it actually feels good to treat other people they way they treated me. But somewhere deep down, my heart feels regret. No one deserved to be treated like this, I know, but I can’t help myself. That night, I had once again awoken from yet another nightmare. “Take steady,calm breaths. 1,2,3. Repeat.” I instructed myself. The nightmare was about me once again getting swallowed by my emotions. Those nightmares were the hell of me. They rid me of my sleep very badly. That is why, dear diary, you would see some drool marks on your sheets today. Pardon the fact I’ve fallen asleep on you. [font=typewriter]The next day[/font]... Today I was cornered by some older boys who gave me a reason to fight back. ‘Surely you beat them,right?’ Might be what you are thinking now, dear diary. They were,very unfortunately,my former bullies. All of them. Imagine my shock when they managed to land a punch on me. Also, for the record, I am writing this with an ice pack on my hip. You would never guess what the boys cornered for. It was for me to change my behaviour towards the rest of the dragons. And I [/i]swear[i] that one of them even said to forgive them for their misdeeds to me in the past! Good riddance to them. I even threw a punch in one of the boys’ eye. Now, I just simply regret it. Maybe next day, I’m going to change my attitude towards my fellow dragons. No one should be blamed for something they did not do.[/i] [font=typewriter]End of Sunshine’s Diary[/font] In the end, Sunshine changed for the better. But he did not do it alone. His clanmates, tutors and even former victims of him helped. Everyone was eager to finally see him in a better light, to end their suffering and to just stop laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. I mean, how can someone named Sunshine do bad deeds? If you told me this a week ago I would not have believed it and even laugh at you, but now I do. And I see how good his clan is to him, donning pieces of exquisite apparel on him. We could really learn a lesson from him. Until we meet again, this report is concluded. Signing off, [font=chalkduster]Auroral[/font] @sapphiole, finally done!

@LadyFairchild !!! thank you so much!! i'm so excited to read it :D :D :D

[center]Day 24: Star [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16266472] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/162665/16266472_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Matteo hadn't done much in life, but was content with being himself. He had never been a very ambitious dragon, and he simply existed in a dream-like state. Very polite, kind, and thoughtful, but didn't do much. One night while he was hunting insects at dawn, he saw a strange star. There were often stars out, that much was commonplace, but this star was different. Not only was it larger in size, but it had a strange yellow tint to it too. For some inexplicable reason, he felt drawn to it and in a surreal manner, he started flying towards it. Of course he knew it was impossible to fly to the star, but for some reason or no reason at all really, since Matteo wasn't thinking, he flew towards it and it seemed to get closer. In fact, it seemed to envelop him in a blinding light as he approached its brilliance. When the light obscured all vision, he blinked and found himself in a strange place with a pink sky and a lot of clouds. It was perhaps another planet? Maybe the star was some kind of portal? Matteo looked around and didn't see anyone. He wondered if he was inside the star somehow. He flew around in search of anyone, but saw no one. There were flying dolphins, although they mostly ignored him. They would jump into the clouds, then jump out of them in a grand fashion. The clouds were quite solid, like fluffy balls of cotton, and although he tried to fly down to see if there was the earth below the clouds, they wouldn't let him through. Eventually, the sky turned from pink to orchid and he saw the same mysterious star appear. Only in this world or wherever he was, it was the only star he could see. He flew towards it again and this time he landed back where he was, in roughly the same time, as day hadn't crept forwards much, but something felt different and there was a strange glow surrounding him. He caught his reflection in a wave's surface, and saw he had somehow acquired a halo of light and his wings had turned to feathers, much like the ones the dolphins had. When he told the others his story, they thought he was making it up but coudln't explain his strange angelic wings and halo around his head. They started calling him Saint Matteo because of it and now with an ambition to be more saint-like, he finally started to do something he felt was meaningful in his life.

[center][i][u][b][size=7]Star[/size][/b][/u][/i][/center] [quote name="Author's Notes"]Day 24! One day left ahhhh! Three music inspos for tonight, surprise! You can read [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2566260/6#post_36563583]the first Author's Notes[/url] for some background on how my clan works! Without further ado, let's get on it![/quote] "Tell me what you want me to do, Uncle. I can lead the troops, if you'd like." The Nocturne stood before her clan leader. Polaris smiled at her hesitantly. Harana had grown since he first saw her in her parents' arms. Her brown eyes seemed to glow with confidence. The way she carried herself reminded him of her mother. He felt hesitant to send her out to battle, despite the battle experience she had. If she were to fall in battle, like her parents did on the Day of Chaos, he would never be able to forgive himself. [i]"We might not make it out alive. But you will." "Wh-what are you saying?! I don't understand!" Derrick placed his hand on Polaris' arm. "They betrayed us, Lar. They sent us here intentionally for trying to send our children to another dimension and going against their orders." Polaris' eyes widened. He felt a chill run down his spine. Of course. It all made sense now. "No! No, they can't do this, it's not fair!" Yumi took his hand and squeezed it. "It's not. But there is no way we can get out alive. And they knew that. But you aren't connected to the Mother Ship, like we are. So you have a chance of escaping." He couldn't believe he was hearing this. "No! I'd rather die with you than leave all of you to die!" Polaris yelled angrily, pulling away from them. "They can't do this! I won't let them! This is selfish! This is unfair! First, the orders, then the children, and now this! I won't let this - " "Polaris." He gazed into the eyes of his mentor, the one person who believed in him when everyone else didn't, the only one willing to place his trust in him, the only one who took a chance on him when everyone else mocked him. "...Raphael, please don't make me leave." He smiled somberly, shaking his head. "You must go, Polaris. The Resistance needs you." Polaris shook his head, tears running down his face. He just found a second family, a place he could call home! He didn't want to lose his family a second time. "But what about your family? What about Cardo and Glenn?! What about Harana?!" "Polaris, look at me. Please." Hesitantly, Polaris looked up, into the dark brown eyes of his mentor. The very ones that gave him hope and faith, the ones that calmed him down whenever he was panicking, the ones that gave him strength when he was at his weakest. "Escaping this area is impossible, Polaris. You've seen it already. They built this specifically for us. All of our worst fears, our greatest enemies, are all here. They know that it would be too much for us to handle. But you have no enemies here." He placed his hands on his shoulders. "You are the only salvation we have. You think this isn't fair? You think forcing children to fight the war is unfair? Then you must go. Run ahead, as fast as you can, and don't look back. Train as hard as you can. Take up arms against them, ravage them from the inside. Take them down, Polaris. And make sure that we - not just our troop, but everyone who died unfairly under their hand - is remembered and brought to justice." Polaris stared at him in shock, taking in every word. "...I don't want to leave you..." "I know you don't. But it's the only way you can survive. Now go." Polaris' hands tightened into fists. He was crying even more now. "Raphael - " "Still alive? How sad." He heard a disembodied voice in front of the cavern entrance. Polaris didn't remember what happened the next few seconds, but whatever happened, he definitely felt a push. From whom, he didn't remember. But he was pushed, hard, via a powerful pulse that somehow sent him through the ceiling of the cavern, flying over the Stadium's walls. He landed on the grass, hard, enough for him to pass out. As he saw everything go fuzzy, he turned his head just in time to see Raphael from across the see-through fence, gazing at him, a smile of hope and sadness on his face, before everything finally faded to black. [/i] Polaris cried an endless amount of tears when he woke up. He didn't have to check the reports in the Resistance database to know that they sacrificed themselves to save him. He spent an unknown number of months in his room, unwilling to get up or do anything. But, eventually, he did what they asked. He took down rogue commanders, rescued children who were under the government's influence, researched better ways to save Skrians without having to murder them, and assisted the child soldiers, including Raphael's child in the uprising and turned the tides of the war. And now, here their daughter was, standing in front of him, vowing to do the same thing. He wasn't sure what to think. "...Uncle? Are you alright?" Polaris snapped out of his thoughts. "Yes, of course. I was just thinking of your father." Harana sighed. Polaris chuckled. He knew how much Harana hated hearing that. "...Again with this, Uncle?" "Yes. You do. I know you're tired of hearing it, but it's true. And there is no need for you to be annoyed by that. You should be proud." He glanced at his drawer. A voice in the back of his mind was telling him that perhaps now was the right time. He opened the drawer, pulling out the jewelry box that Raphael had bequeathed to him days after he was chosen to be one of Harana's godparents. He walks over to her and places his wingtips on her arms, and nudges her to follow him. Harana glanced at the box in curiosity and followed him out of his office and out into the balcony. "Breathe in the fresh air. Lovely, isn't it?" She smiled, inhaling the crisp air around her. "...It is." "Harana, the night your father befriended me, he told me his deepest fear." Polaris gazed up at the night stars. "Really? What did he tell you?" "He told me that he was afraid that he would be known as nothing. That he wouldn't be able to leave behind a legacy for his family, and that when he died, he would be known as just another soldier who fought for others." "And that fear was alleviated after he died, of course." "Mmhmm. And you know what else?" The Nocturne gazed at him, curiously. "...He also told me that he was afraid of dying with regrets. That he would die feeling that his life was unfinished. But as it turns out, he has no need to fear that. His legacy is in his children, within each and every one of you." He gently wrapped a wing around her. "And I know that he's proud of each and every one of you, but of you most especially. You were kidnapped, bruised, and beaten, and you made it out alive only to be forced to fight through your worst nightmare. And yet, you're still standing here. Confident, and as virtuous and kind as ever, in spite of the darkness you have faced. I could never survive what you went through. You are tougher than you believe you are." Harana grinned. "You know, the moment I walked into the enemy base disguised and I laid eyes on you sparring with the simulator, I saw a pair of fairy-bluebirds land right outside the window." Her eyes widened. "D-did you really?" "A message from beyond? Most definitely. After all, fairy bluebirds can't be found near the base's location. They'd have to be brought in, but that wasn't possible at the time. But they were definitely there, for sure, and they turned to me for a moment before flying off. That was when I knew I had to keep a close eye on you." Harana glanced at her key necklace and took it in her hand, clutching it tightly. "...Oh, Mama...Papa..." She looked like she wanted to cry. Polaris gently patted her back. "They wanted to keep you safe. And now that you are old enough... I believe it's time that I gave you this, just in case." He opened the box to show her. Harana gasped in shock. In the box was a simple silver ring, with her name engraved on it. A gift for her passage into adulthood, which was supposed to be given to her by her parents, but since they weren't around anymore... [i]"Gods, Uncle, if you were trying to get me to stop crying, it's not working!"[/i] She chuckled for a second as tears began to stream down her face. Polaris laughed. "There, there, now... it'll be alright. Your parents are smiling down on you right now. Here, take it. It's yours now." Harana smiled, wiping a tear from her eyes as she reached out and took the ring from the box and slid it onto her claw. "...It looks beautiful. Thank you, Uncle. I needed this." She moved her claw, and the ring seemed to glimmer in the light. "Now go. Relax and enjoy your Christmas and Night of the Nocturne. I will let you know what you will do later." Harana smiled as she spread her wings and took off in the direction of the clan square. "Thanks again, Uncle! Merry Christmas!" She called. As Harana's silhouette faded into the dusky horizon, Polaris heard a tweet from behind him. He turned to see two fairy-bluebirds, perched atop the snowy roof with happy looks in their eyes. He chuckled and shook his head. "Couldn't resist checking on your daughter, could you?" [rule] Harana finally managed to land near the middle of the clan square, where everyone was setting their gifts under the clan's Christmas tree. "...Harana! Thank the gods! Everyone was wondering where you went! Where have you been?!" Rex asked as Harana landed next to him. Harana smiled at him and showed him her ring. It took Rex a moment for him to figure it out. He stared at Harana in shock. "...Polaris gave it to you?" Harana nodded, sighing. "My father gave it to him the day after I was born. Uncle told me that he felt that it was time. What do you think?" "...It looks beautiful on you." The Skydancer nudges her neck again. Harana giggled. "Now, what do you say we enjoy tonight, hmm? I got you a lovely gift." The Nocturne laughs, wrapping a wing around him. "Of course, Rex." She smiles, looking up at the stars in the sky. [i]"It truly is the most wonderful time of the year."[/i] Music Inspo: [url=https://youtu.be/-R022lvjns8]Killing Ourselves to Live - Halestorm[/url] (for the flashback at the beginning), [url=https://youtu.be/NNxBTD2WmoI]Heaven - Todrick Hall[/url] (for the part after the flashback; would highly recommend watching the Visual Album, whether you're LGBT+ or not - the story is so powerful), [url=https://youtu.be/vk_xq1P7vIU]Fire on Fire - Sam Smith[/url] (for the ending) Featured Dragons: All of my dragons, pretty much!

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=399361] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/3994/399361_350.png[/img] [/url] [u]day 24[/u] s t a r[/center] [i]Stars above[/i], she thought to herself, gazing up at the night sky. She'd been wandering the lands so long, she couldn't even remember her own story. She'd been living among this clan for a while though, several years at least. They'd recently moved to the land of Earth, and while she had enjoyed the comfort and solitude of Shadow, there was something calming and etherial about Earth that just felt [i]comfortable[/i]. She often found herself sitting on one of the highest outcrops of their lair, watching the stars and feeling the warm breeze on her face. She contemplated her life's path, wondering what might yet come to pass. Would she find a mate? Would she find a fulfilling position within the clan? Currently she didn't hold a job that was much use to others in the clan, but they still revered her due to her age. The hatchlings could tell she was from a different era, and looked up at her in wonder. She would smile back at them and continue on her way, chuckling to herself, as she didn't see age to be much of a criteria relating to wisdom. A shooting star caught her eye suddenly, slicing across the sky over a distant canyon. It left a trail of glitter in its wake, sparkling and colourful against the night sky. She smiled to herself, feeling peace. This may not be her birth clan, or her home flight, but she felt serenity here, and welcomed whatever her life may yet bring her way. [256 words]