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Cosmos blinked in surprise. "You lost ALL the notes? Oh dear... well, let me see... I'm more into distant stars, but I might have [I]somtheing[/i] about the constellations... Ah! What about the interesting tale of the Wise Birds? A bit tragic, but a fascinating constellation...especially since it is in three parts... see it up there?
[center][b]Complex Constellation[/b][/center]
[IMG]http://i62.tinypic.com/o04cno.jpg[/IMG]
Cosmos turned to Skywatcher, who was looking a bit startled. "Oh, you forgot about that one? Well, it IS a slightly odd tale...
[quote][center][b]The Wise Birds[/b][/center]
Long ago, when the Fourth Age was still young, there lived a young Death Seeker, and her mate, the first of their kind, though they did not yet have that name. In those days, Death Seekers were not blind, with a single terrible eye, as they are today, but had two eyes, like any other bird. Nor were they murderous. On the contrary, they were gentle, and friendly to almost all animals, and they both had keen minds and a depth of wisdom remarkable in birds. For this reason, the dragons in the area the lived called them Wise Birds.
The Wise Birds were well-loved, and revered for their wisdom, with many dragons traveling miles to converse with them. Many times, a young adventurous Tundra, or a Guardian on Search, would come to the Wise Birds for help. Most particularly, the Wise Birds were excellent in advising the not-so-cautious how to avoid the mark of Death. For this, they were loved over all other creatures among the living.
But they were lonely, as they were the only two Wise Birds in the world. It was, therefore, with great joy that they heralded the arrival of a single egg. The Wise Birds tended that egg day and night, and there was great rejoicing when it hatched. This joy was shared not only by the Wise Birds, but by their dragon friends as well. Now there were three Wise Birds in the world, and the dragons looked forward to seeing this little one grow in body and wisdom both.
But not everyone was happy with the advent of another Wise Bird in the world. Death, who constantly stalked the land, was not at all pleased at the prospect of another being that could advise his victims how to avoid him. He determined to eliminate this new threat before she could grow large enough to be a problem--and he would take the parents as well, if he could.
So it was that Death touched a Worm, and the Worm withered, and died before it’s time. But Death used a powerful illusion, to make the Worm appear alive, and whole, even as it rotted. It was a large Worm, with much meat upon it, and Death knew that it would attract the Wise Birds, who were not carrion eaters.
And so it did. The female Wise Birds was out looking for food for her daughter, and saw the Worm. For all her wisdom, her eyes were normal eyes, and could not pierce through the illusion. She thought that the Worm was only sleeping. It looked like a tasty treat, and it was large enough for her whole family to enjoy. She struck it a clean killing blow, picked it up, and flew it home to the nest. She and her mate lovingly fed a piece of the Worm to their daughter, then prepared to consume the rest of the Worm themselves. Death watched, eager to claim the family for his own.
But in his eagerness Death had wrought too good a poison with his work. The baby Wise Bird began to choke almost before she swallowed, and the Wise Birds heard her distressed cries. They turned quickly, and watched in horror as their little one fell half out of the nest, dying of the poison. Quickly, the female Wise Bird snatched the worm still dangling from her daughter’s mouth, and pulled it out. But the damage was done: the baby Wise Bird died within the hour.
Heart-broken and furious, the female Wise Bird vowed to find the one responsible for this cruel trick, if it was the last thing she ever did. Her mate, who had eaten a small piece of the Worm before his daughter’s reaction stopped him, was too weak to join her on this quest, and determined that while she searched elsewhere, he would consult with their dragon friends, as well as other beings, to see what they knew. After one last night together, the female Wise Bird left him, heading back to the area where she had found the Worm.
But she could not find the place, or even remember where to begin looking. She flew for days and days, searching for an answer. She passed through many areas, and encountered many creatures, none of whom had seen the Worm, or knew of a poison that could kill a Wise Bird. At last, she came to the realization that it must have been Death himself who had created the Worm, in an attempt to destroy her family. Disheartened, she turned her wings back towards the nest, and her mate. She had reason to fly quickly, as she had realized that she was carrying another egg, and perhaps she and her mate could begin again.
But she was too late. The poison of the Worm had done its work with the male Wise Bird as well, and when she returned it was to an empty nest, and mourning friends. In her grief she railed against the dragons that had been her companions, demanding to know why they did not help her mate. She refused to listen to reason, and flew away again in anger and despair, alone.
The dragons who had been her companions were ashamed that they could do nothing, and put their heads together in an attempt to help. They determined to seek the aid of their Fathers and Mothers, asking the gods for a means to save the Wise Birds, and bring the last of the species peace.
No power, however, can return what was once alive to true life again—and no God wished to risk attracting the Shade by trying something so foolish. In the end, it was the Arcanist who answered His children’s pleas, as he could not concentrate on his experiments when his helpers were in such distress. He sent His dragons out to search for the Wise Bird, and bring her to him. When she arrived, He listened to her tale, and thought for a long time. Then He consulted several badly burnt scrolls from another age. There, in the ramblings of a mage from the Third Age He found his answer.
“I cannot give you back your daughter, or your mate while you live,” He told her sympathetically, “but I can give your children their revenge. I don’t think it will cost that much—though there will be a price to pay, of course.”
The female Wise Bird, still angry, insisted that she would make Death pay—and all those who had failed her as well—regardless of the price. The Arcanist sighed, stretching his wings. “As you wish.”
So saying, he twisted the energies around the Wise Bird, changing the egg that she bore. The energies ripped through the female Wise Bird, far more fiercely than the Arcanist had intended. Distressed, he managed to twist the energy just a little, causing her egg to be born. But the magical discharge was too much for the Wise Bird, and she breathed her last.
The Arcanist caught the egg, laying it gently aside. It would hatch in time. At the moment, however, he was more concerned with the female Wise Bird. He caught up the last of her energy, and sent it out to the stars. As he did so, he saw similar energy, fading slowly, in a not-too-distant location. Quickly flying there, he gathered up this energy as well, and sent it to join the female Wise Bird in the night sky. For an instant, 3 distinct patterns blazed in the stars, as the family of Wise Birds was reunited in the heavens.
The Arcanist returned to his Observatory, where the unhatched Wise Bird egg waited. He knew that He would not want it there when it hatched, so sent His dragons to take it to one of His brethren—He did not care which, as long as he could return to his studies in peace.
The egg hatched a few days later, and two chicks emerged. But these were no gentle, wise creatures. Twisted by Arcane energy, and tainted by their mother’s hatred, these birds were murderous from birth, intent on destroying all creatures who had failed to help the Wise Bird family. True to the Arcanist’s word, however, the birds were equipped with the ability to take revenge upon Death Himself: A single, glowing eye was affixed upon their chests, and this eye had the ability to pierce all illusions, even those Death used.
The birds grew rapidly, and their murderous nature never abated. They became feared, to be avoided at all costs—even by Death, who they constantly sought. To this day they continue that pursuit, killing everything in their path in an attempt to lure him out of hiding, and as a twisted revenge for their mother, who looks down on them from above, urging them on. On a clear night, it is said that you might even be able to see the worm pieces still dangling from the mouths of her mate and daughter, as they eternally struggle to beat Death’s hold. And sometimes, if you look very carefully, you can see a piece of the eggshell of the first two Death Seekers, which the Arcanist sent up to the female Wise Bird after her children hatched, as proof that he had kept his promise.
[/quote]
"There you go," Cosmos said, stretching his wings, "Odd, like I said, but very informative, I think."
He turned and ambled off, already focusing on a distant galaxy once more.....
@LilacDreams
Cosmos blinked in surprise. "You lost ALL the notes? Oh dear... well, let me see... I'm more into distant stars, but I might have somtheing about the constellations... Ah! What about the interesting tale of the Wise Birds? A bit tragic, but a fascinating constellation...especially since it is in three parts... see it up there?
Cosmos turned to Skywatcher, who was looking a bit startled. "Oh, you forgot about that one? Well, it IS a slightly odd tale...
Long ago, when the Fourth Age was still young, there lived a young Death Seeker, and her mate, the first of their kind, though they did not yet have that name. In those days, Death Seekers were not blind, with a single terrible eye, as they are today, but had two eyes, like any other bird. Nor were they murderous. On the contrary, they were gentle, and friendly to almost all animals, and they both had keen minds and a depth of wisdom remarkable in birds. For this reason, the dragons in the area the lived called them Wise Birds.
The Wise Birds were well-loved, and revered for their wisdom, with many dragons traveling miles to converse with them. Many times, a young adventurous Tundra, or a Guardian on Search, would come to the Wise Birds for help. Most particularly, the Wise Birds were excellent in advising the not-so-cautious how to avoid the mark of Death. For this, they were loved over all other creatures among the living.
But they were lonely, as they were the only two Wise Birds in the world. It was, therefore, with great joy that they heralded the arrival of a single egg. The Wise Birds tended that egg day and night, and there was great rejoicing when it hatched. This joy was shared not only by the Wise Birds, but by their dragon friends as well. Now there were three Wise Birds in the world, and the dragons looked forward to seeing this little one grow in body and wisdom both.
But not everyone was happy with the advent of another Wise Bird in the world. Death, who constantly stalked the land, was not at all pleased at the prospect of another being that could advise his victims how to avoid him. He determined to eliminate this new threat before she could grow large enough to be a problem--and he would take the parents as well, if he could.
So it was that Death touched a Worm, and the Worm withered, and died before it’s time. But Death used a powerful illusion, to make the Worm appear alive, and whole, even as it rotted. It was a large Worm, with much meat upon it, and Death knew that it would attract the Wise Birds, who were not carrion eaters.
And so it did. The female Wise Birds was out looking for food for her daughter, and saw the Worm. For all her wisdom, her eyes were normal eyes, and could not pierce through the illusion. She thought that the Worm was only sleeping. It looked like a tasty treat, and it was large enough for her whole family to enjoy. She struck it a clean killing blow, picked it up, and flew it home to the nest. She and her mate lovingly fed a piece of the Worm to their daughter, then prepared to consume the rest of the Worm themselves. Death watched, eager to claim the family for his own.
But in his eagerness Death had wrought too good a poison with his work. The baby Wise Bird began to choke almost before she swallowed, and the Wise Birds heard her distressed cries. They turned quickly, and watched in horror as their little one fell half out of the nest, dying of the poison. Quickly, the female Wise Bird snatched the worm still dangling from her daughter’s mouth, and pulled it out. But the damage was done: the baby Wise Bird died within the hour.
Heart-broken and furious, the female Wise Bird vowed to find the one responsible for this cruel trick, if it was the last thing she ever did. Her mate, who had eaten a small piece of the Worm before his daughter’s reaction stopped him, was too weak to join her on this quest, and determined that while she searched elsewhere, he would consult with their dragon friends, as well as other beings, to see what they knew. After one last night together, the female Wise Bird left him, heading back to the area where she had found the Worm.
But she could not find the place, or even remember where to begin looking. She flew for days and days, searching for an answer. She passed through many areas, and encountered many creatures, none of whom had seen the Worm, or knew of a poison that could kill a Wise Bird. At last, she came to the realization that it must have been Death himself who had created the Worm, in an attempt to destroy her family. Disheartened, she turned her wings back towards the nest, and her mate. She had reason to fly quickly, as she had realized that she was carrying another egg, and perhaps she and her mate could begin again.
But she was too late. The poison of the Worm had done its work with the male Wise Bird as well, and when she returned it was to an empty nest, and mourning friends. In her grief she railed against the dragons that had been her companions, demanding to know why they did not help her mate. She refused to listen to reason, and flew away again in anger and despair, alone.
The dragons who had been her companions were ashamed that they could do nothing, and put their heads together in an attempt to help. They determined to seek the aid of their Fathers and Mothers, asking the gods for a means to save the Wise Birds, and bring the last of the species peace.
No power, however, can return what was once alive to true life again—and no God wished to risk attracting the Shade by trying something so foolish. In the end, it was the Arcanist who answered His children’s pleas, as he could not concentrate on his experiments when his helpers were in such distress. He sent His dragons out to search for the Wise Bird, and bring her to him. When she arrived, He listened to her tale, and thought for a long time. Then He consulted several badly burnt scrolls from another age. There, in the ramblings of a mage from the Third Age He found his answer.
“I cannot give you back your daughter, or your mate while you live,” He told her sympathetically, “but I can give your children their revenge. I don’t think it will cost that much—though there will be a price to pay, of course.”
The female Wise Bird, still angry, insisted that she would make Death pay—and all those who had failed her as well—regardless of the price. The Arcanist sighed, stretching his wings. “As you wish.”
So saying, he twisted the energies around the Wise Bird, changing the egg that she bore. The energies ripped through the female Wise Bird, far more fiercely than the Arcanist had intended. Distressed, he managed to twist the energy just a little, causing her egg to be born. But the magical discharge was too much for the Wise Bird, and she breathed her last.
The Arcanist caught the egg, laying it gently aside. It would hatch in time. At the moment, however, he was more concerned with the female Wise Bird. He caught up the last of her energy, and sent it out to the stars. As he did so, he saw similar energy, fading slowly, in a not-too-distant location. Quickly flying there, he gathered up this energy as well, and sent it to join the female Wise Bird in the night sky. For an instant, 3 distinct patterns blazed in the stars, as the family of Wise Birds was reunited in the heavens.
The Arcanist returned to his Observatory, where the unhatched Wise Bird egg waited. He knew that He would not want it there when it hatched, so sent His dragons to take it to one of His brethren—He did not care which, as long as he could return to his studies in peace.
The egg hatched a few days later, and two chicks emerged. But these were no gentle, wise creatures. Twisted by Arcane energy, and tainted by their mother’s hatred, these birds were murderous from birth, intent on destroying all creatures who had failed to help the Wise Bird family. True to the Arcanist’s word, however, the birds were equipped with the ability to take revenge upon Death Himself: A single, glowing eye was affixed upon their chests, and this eye had the ability to pierce all illusions, even those Death used.
The birds grew rapidly, and their murderous nature never abated. They became feared, to be avoided at all costs—even by Death, who they constantly sought. To this day they continue that pursuit, killing everything in their path in an attempt to lure him out of hiding, and as a twisted revenge for their mother, who looks down on them from above, urging them on. On a clear night, it is said that you might even be able to see the worm pieces still dangling from the mouths of her mate and daughter, as they eternally struggle to beat Death’s hold. And sometimes, if you look very carefully, you can see a piece of the eggshell of the first two Death Seekers, which the Arcanist sent up to the female Wise Bird after her children hatched, as proof that he had kept his promise.
"There you go," Cosmos said, stretching his wings, "Odd, like I said, but very informative, I think."
He turned and ambled off, already focusing on a distant galaxy once more.....
Cosmos blinked in surprise. "You lost ALL the notes? Oh dear... well, let me see... I'm more into distant stars, but I might have somtheing about the constellations... Ah! What about the interesting tale of the Wise Birds? A bit tragic, but a fascinating constellation...especially since it is in three parts... see it up there?
Complex Constellation
Cosmos turned to Skywatcher, who was looking a bit startled. "Oh, you forgot about that one? Well, it IS a slightly odd tale...
Quote:
The Wise Birds
Long ago, when the Fourth Age was still young, there lived a young Death Seeker, and her mate, the first of their kind, though they did not yet have that name. In those days, Death Seekers were not blind, with a single terrible eye, as they are today, but had two eyes, like any other bird. Nor were they murderous. On the contrary, they were gentle, and friendly to almost all animals, and they both had keen minds and a depth of wisdom remarkable in birds. For this reason, the dragons in the area the lived called them Wise Birds.
The Wise Birds were well-loved, and revered for their wisdom, with many dragons traveling miles to converse with them. Many times, a young adventurous Tundra, or a Guardian on Search, would come to the Wise Birds for help. Most particularly, the Wise Birds were excellent in advising the not-so-cautious how to avoid the mark of Death. For this, they were loved over all other creatures among the living.
But they were lonely, as they were the only two Wise Birds in the world. It was, therefore, with great joy that they heralded the arrival of a single egg. The Wise Birds tended that egg day and night, and there was great rejoicing when it hatched. This joy was shared not only by the Wise Birds, but by their dragon friends as well. Now there were three Wise Birds in the world, and the dragons looked forward to seeing this little one grow in body and wisdom both.
But not everyone was happy with the advent of another Wise Bird in the world. Death, who constantly stalked the land, was not at all pleased at the prospect of another being that could advise his victims how to avoid him. He determined to eliminate this new threat before she could grow large enough to be a problem--and he would take the parents as well, if he could.
So it was that Death touched a Worm, and the Worm withered, and died before it’s time. But Death used a powerful illusion, to make the Worm appear alive, and whole, even as it rotted. It was a large Worm, with much meat upon it, and Death knew that it would attract the Wise Birds, who were not carrion eaters.
And so it did. The female Wise Birds was out looking for food for her daughter, and saw the Worm. For all her wisdom, her eyes were normal eyes, and could not pierce through the illusion. She thought that the Worm was only sleeping. It looked like a tasty treat, and it was large enough for her whole family to enjoy. She struck it a clean killing blow, picked it up, and flew it home to the nest. She and her mate lovingly fed a piece of the Worm to their daughter, then prepared to consume the rest of the Worm themselves. Death watched, eager to claim the family for his own.
But in his eagerness Death had wrought too good a poison with his work. The baby Wise Bird began to choke almost before she swallowed, and the Wise Birds heard her distressed cries. They turned quickly, and watched in horror as their little one fell half out of the nest, dying of the poison. Quickly, the female Wise Bird snatched the worm still dangling from her daughter’s mouth, and pulled it out. But the damage was done: the baby Wise Bird died within the hour.
Heart-broken and furious, the female Wise Bird vowed to find the one responsible for this cruel trick, if it was the last thing she ever did. Her mate, who had eaten a small piece of the Worm before his daughter’s reaction stopped him, was too weak to join her on this quest, and determined that while she searched elsewhere, he would consult with their dragon friends, as well as other beings, to see what they knew. After one last night together, the female Wise Bird left him, heading back to the area where she had found the Worm.
But she could not find the place, or even remember where to begin looking. She flew for days and days, searching for an answer. She passed through many areas, and encountered many creatures, none of whom had seen the Worm, or knew of a poison that could kill a Wise Bird. At last, she came to the realization that it must have been Death himself who had created the Worm, in an attempt to destroy her family. Disheartened, she turned her wings back towards the nest, and her mate. She had reason to fly quickly, as she had realized that she was carrying another egg, and perhaps she and her mate could begin again.
But she was too late. The poison of the Worm had done its work with the male Wise Bird as well, and when she returned it was to an empty nest, and mourning friends. In her grief she railed against the dragons that had been her companions, demanding to know why they did not help her mate. She refused to listen to reason, and flew away again in anger and despair, alone.
The dragons who had been her companions were ashamed that they could do nothing, and put their heads together in an attempt to help. They determined to seek the aid of their Fathers and Mothers, asking the gods for a means to save the Wise Birds, and bring the last of the species peace.
No power, however, can return what was once alive to true life again—and no God wished to risk attracting the Shade by trying something so foolish. In the end, it was the Arcanist who answered His children’s pleas, as he could not concentrate on his experiments when his helpers were in such distress. He sent His dragons out to search for the Wise Bird, and bring her to him. When she arrived, He listened to her tale, and thought for a long time. Then He consulted several badly burnt scrolls from another age. There, in the ramblings of a mage from the Third Age He found his answer.
“I cannot give you back your daughter, or your mate while you live,” He told her sympathetically, “but I can give your children their revenge. I don’t think it will cost that much—though there will be a price to pay, of course.”
The female Wise Bird, still angry, insisted that she would make Death pay—and all those who had failed her as well—regardless of the price. The Arcanist sighed, stretching his wings. “As you wish.”
So saying, he twisted the energies around the Wise Bird, changing the egg that she bore. The energies ripped through the female Wise Bird, far more fiercely than the Arcanist had intended. Distressed, he managed to twist the energy just a little, causing her egg to be born. But the magical discharge was too much for the Wise Bird, and she breathed her last.
The Arcanist caught the egg, laying it gently aside. It would hatch in time. At the moment, however, he was more concerned with the female Wise Bird. He caught up the last of her energy, and sent it out to the stars. As he did so, he saw similar energy, fading slowly, in a not-too-distant location. Quickly flying there, he gathered up this energy as well, and sent it to join the female Wise Bird in the night sky. For an instant, 3 distinct patterns blazed in the stars, as the family of Wise Birds was reunited in the heavens.
The Arcanist returned to his Observatory, where the unhatched Wise Bird egg waited. He knew that He would not want it there when it hatched, so sent His dragons to take it to one of His brethren—He did not care which, as long as he could return to his studies in peace.
The egg hatched a few days later, and two chicks emerged. But these were no gentle, wise creatures. Twisted by Arcane energy, and tainted by their mother’s hatred, these birds were murderous from birth, intent on destroying all creatures who had failed to help the Wise Bird family. True to the Arcanist’s word, however, the birds were equipped with the ability to take revenge upon Death Himself: A single, glowing eye was affixed upon their chests, and this eye had the ability to pierce all illusions, even those Death used.
The birds grew rapidly, and their murderous nature never abated. They became feared, to be avoided at all costs—even by Death, who they constantly sought. To this day they continue that pursuit, killing everything in their path in an attempt to lure him out of hiding, and as a twisted revenge for their mother, who looks down on them from above, urging them on. On a clear night, it is said that you might even be able to see the worm pieces still dangling from the mouths of her mate and daughter, as they eternally struggle to beat Death’s hold. And sometimes, if you look very carefully, you can see a piece of the eggshell of the first two Death Seekers, which the Arcanist sent up to the female Wise Bird after her children hatched, as proof that he had kept his promise.
"There you go," Cosmos said, stretching his wings, "Odd, like I said, but very informative, I think."
He turned and ambled off, already focusing on a distant galaxy once more.....
And there you go... I think I followed all the rules....
And there you go... I think I followed all the rules....
@LilacDreams
[b]Complex Constellation: The Starbear[/b]
[img]http://i1382.photobucket.com/albums/ah245/Shroomlet/TheStarbear_zpsed3e91c8.png[/img]
[b]Writing:[/b]
[quote]
[b]The Starbear[/b]
The bright magenta lines describe the body of the Starbear, the bright teal lines outline the crystal. The duller lines show a more detailed version of the envisioned image depicted by this constellation.
This constellation, depicting the Starbear hibernating on its absorbent crystal, was named and defined in honor of the Hibernal Starbears, guardians of the Starfall Isles.
Since all hatchlings born into the Arcane flight learn all constellations and their meanings at a young age, this constellation also serves to spread the knowledge about these remarkable bears and their important contribution to the Arcane flight. This is especially relevant, as these seemingly perpetually sleeping bears do not in and off themselves inspire a sense of safety and protection in the Starfall Isles' inhabitants - or anyone observing them.
Yet their contribution is important and impressive: the crystals on which these bears hibernate absorb free, volatile energy, unleashed in the many arcane experimentations all over the Isles. If those energies were left to built up within them, they would eventually explode with tremendous force. And that is where the bears come in: they are not hibernating at all, they feast on the energies absorbed into the crystals. A task so demanding that they constantly rest in a dream-intensive, hibernal state, having arcane runes glow and fade over their entire bodies.
Legend has it that if a young dragon builds their lair near a Starbear-crystal, all its inhabitants will share in the bear's inspired dreams and produce great insights and thus knowledge to contribute to their flight. Recent findings also support that building a lair near a Starbear does indeed provide physical protection, as many a dangerous wildlife stays well away from the large, energy-laden crystals the bears hibernate on, thus leaving the dragons alone as well.
As the Starbear constellation is comprised of very stable celestial bodies, it is expected to not fade for natural reasons for a very long time, and as per recent re-recalculations from the Observatory, it is also one of the constellations most likely to indicate a return of the Shade at an early stage, as some of its stars are located in areas where the Shade is theorized to have retreated to. So it can even be said that the Starbear protects the Starfall Isles both on the ground, as well as up in the night sky.
This led to a common phrase to built up confidence in hatchlings fearful of academic failure or physical threat: as long as the Starbear sips on her crystal, there's nothing to worry about. (The constellation is, for a reason unknown to this author, usually seen as a female specimen.)
[/quote]
@LilacDreams
Complex Constellation: The Starbear
Writing:
Complex Constellation: The Starbear
Writing:
Quote:
The Starbear
The bright magenta lines describe the body of the Starbear, the bright teal lines outline the crystal. The duller lines show a more detailed version of the envisioned image depicted by this constellation.
This constellation, depicting the Starbear hibernating on its absorbent crystal, was named and defined in honor of the Hibernal Starbears, guardians of the Starfall Isles.
Since all hatchlings born into the Arcane flight learn all constellations and their meanings at a young age, this constellation also serves to spread the knowledge about these remarkable bears and their important contribution to the Arcane flight. This is especially relevant, as these seemingly perpetually sleeping bears do not in and off themselves inspire a sense of safety and protection in the Starfall Isles' inhabitants - or anyone observing them.
Yet their contribution is important and impressive: the crystals on which these bears hibernate absorb free, volatile energy, unleashed in the many arcane experimentations all over the Isles. If those energies were left to built up within them, they would eventually explode with tremendous force. And that is where the bears come in: they are not hibernating at all, they feast on the energies absorbed into the crystals. A task so demanding that they constantly rest in a dream-intensive, hibernal state, having arcane runes glow and fade over their entire bodies.
Legend has it that if a young dragon builds their lair near a Starbear-crystal, all its inhabitants will share in the bear's inspired dreams and produce great insights and thus knowledge to contribute to their flight. Recent findings also support that building a lair near a Starbear does indeed provide physical protection, as many a dangerous wildlife stays well away from the large, energy-laden crystals the bears hibernate on, thus leaving the dragons alone as well.
As the Starbear constellation is comprised of very stable celestial bodies, it is expected to not fade for natural reasons for a very long time, and as per recent re-recalculations from the Observatory, it is also one of the constellations most likely to indicate a return of the Shade at an early stage, as some of its stars are located in areas where the Shade is theorized to have retreated to. So it can even be said that the Starbear protects the Starfall Isles both on the ground, as well as up in the night sky.
This led to a common phrase to built up confidence in hatchlings fearful of academic failure or physical threat: as long as the Starbear sips on her crystal, there's nothing to worry about. (The constellation is, for a reason unknown to this author, usually seen as a female specimen.)
The bright magenta lines describe the body of the Starbear, the bright teal lines outline the crystal. The duller lines show a more detailed version of the envisioned image depicted by this constellation.
This constellation, depicting the Starbear hibernating on its absorbent crystal, was named and defined in honor of the Hibernal Starbears, guardians of the Starfall Isles.
Since all hatchlings born into the Arcane flight learn all constellations and their meanings at a young age, this constellation also serves to spread the knowledge about these remarkable bears and their important contribution to the Arcane flight. This is especially relevant, as these seemingly perpetually sleeping bears do not in and off themselves inspire a sense of safety and protection in the Starfall Isles' inhabitants - or anyone observing them.
Yet their contribution is important and impressive: the crystals on which these bears hibernate absorb free, volatile energy, unleashed in the many arcane experimentations all over the Isles. If those energies were left to built up within them, they would eventually explode with tremendous force. And that is where the bears come in: they are not hibernating at all, they feast on the energies absorbed into the crystals. A task so demanding that they constantly rest in a dream-intensive, hibernal state, having arcane runes glow and fade over their entire bodies.
Legend has it that if a young dragon builds their lair near a Starbear-crystal, all its inhabitants will share in the bear's inspired dreams and produce great insights and thus knowledge to contribute to their flight. Recent findings also support that building a lair near a Starbear does indeed provide physical protection, as many a dangerous wildlife stays well away from the large, energy-laden crystals the bears hibernate on, thus leaving the dragons alone as well.
As the Starbear constellation is comprised of very stable celestial bodies, it is expected to not fade for natural reasons for a very long time, and as per recent re-recalculations from the Observatory, it is also one of the constellations most likely to indicate a return of the Shade at an early stage, as some of its stars are located in areas where the Shade is theorized to have retreated to. So it can even be said that the Starbear protects the Starfall Isles both on the ground, as well as up in the night sky.
This led to a common phrase to built up confidence in hatchlings fearful of academic failure or physical threat: as long as the Starbear sips on her crystal, there's nothing to worry about. (The constellation is, for a reason unknown to this author, usually seen as a female specimen.)
@Drakenhart @Canisa @Shroomlet
Thanks for your submissions, I've entered them on the front page!
@oneirodrakon
Thanks, I've listed your entry on the first page now. (And I just realized your the one who wrote the guide to link directly to posts. Thanks for that, it's been a huge help).
BTW, are you trying to transliterate Arabic to English (represent the sounds of Arabic to English?) Wikipedia has an article about that, more or less.
You're allowed two entries, however, your simple constellation and complex constellation take up those slots (yes, even if they're technically the same constellation).
And to everyone: the prizes have been listed! I got it done last night, but I took a nap before I announced it, so... anyway. I'm allowing myself the option to add to prize packs at will.
Also, not all dragon prize options are up yet, but the majority of them are.
It's so exciting to see so much creativity and so many constellations and stories (and quite a few pretty dragons as well).
Thanks for your submissions, I've entered them on the front page!
@oneirodrakon
Thanks, I've listed your entry on the first page now. (And I just realized your the one who wrote the guide to link directly to posts. Thanks for that, it's been a huge help).
BTW, are you trying to transliterate Arabic to English (represent the sounds of Arabic to English?) Wikipedia has an article about that, more or less.
You're allowed two entries, however, your simple constellation and complex constellation take up those slots (yes, even if they're technically the same constellation).
And to everyone: the prizes have been listed! I got it done last night, but I took a nap before I announced it, so... anyway. I'm allowing myself the option to add to prize packs at will.
Also, not all dragon prize options are up yet, but the majority of them are.
It's so exciting to see so much creativity and so many constellations and stories (and quite a few pretty dragons as well).
@Drakenhart @Canisa @Shroomlet
Thanks for your submissions, I've entered them on the front page!
@oneirodrakon
Thanks, I've listed your entry on the first page now. (And I just realized your the one who wrote the guide to link directly to posts. Thanks for that, it's been a huge help).
BTW, are you trying to transliterate Arabic to English (represent the sounds of Arabic to English?) Wikipedia has an article about that, more or less.
You're allowed two entries, however, your simple constellation and complex constellation take up those slots (yes, even if they're technically the same constellation).
And to everyone: the prizes have been listed! I got it done last night, but I took a nap before I announced it, so... anyway. I'm allowing myself the option to add to prize packs at will.
Also, not all dragon prize options are up yet, but the majority of them are.
It's so exciting to see so much creativity and so many constellations and stories (and quite a few pretty dragons as well).
Thanks for your submissions, I've entered them on the front page!
@oneirodrakon
Thanks, I've listed your entry on the first page now. (And I just realized your the one who wrote the guide to link directly to posts. Thanks for that, it's been a huge help).
BTW, are you trying to transliterate Arabic to English (represent the sounds of Arabic to English?) Wikipedia has an article about that, more or less.
You're allowed two entries, however, your simple constellation and complex constellation take up those slots (yes, even if they're technically the same constellation).
And to everyone: the prizes have been listed! I got it done last night, but I took a nap before I announced it, so... anyway. I'm allowing myself the option to add to prize packs at will.
Also, not all dragon prize options are up yet, but the majority of them are.
It's so exciting to see so much creativity and so many constellations and stories (and quite a few pretty dragons as well).
Er. Mine is listed as "The Last Pearlcatcher" when it is actually titled "The First Pearlcatcher."
If that could be changed, that would be lovely?
If that could be changed, that would be lovely?
Er. Mine is listed as "The Last Pearlcatcher" when it is actually titled "The First Pearlcatcher."
If that could be changed, that would be lovely?
If that could be changed, that would be lovely?
@LilacDreams
[center][b]The Star Chaser[/b]
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[quote=Legend of The Star Chaser]
[i]There was once a Cloud Chaser quite different from the rest of his pod. While the others were content to frolic among the clouds, this one was always looking higher. Every night he would look up at the stars twinkling in the night sky and wonder what it would be like to swim among those celestial bodies.
The other Cloud Chasers were shrill in their laughter. “Impossible! No one has ever gone so high!” But Star Chaser would not be deterred.
So one night he began his journey, zooming past the clouds and climbing ever higher, his eyes always on the bright points of light above him. The air around him grew colder as he rose, the air thinner, and it became harder and harder for him to pump his powerful tail. And it seemed that no matter how far he went, the stars didn’t get any closer.
Star Chaser was on the verge of giving up when he looked, not up, but down. He saw the earth, far below him. He looked around and saw the blackness of space all around him, stars shinning near and far. Squealing with delight, Star Chaser turned and sped off into the distance.
He has been frolicking among the stars ever since.[/i][/quote][/center]
@LilacDreams
The Star Chaser
Legend of The Star Chaser wrote:
There was once a Cloud Chaser quite different from the rest of his pod. While the others were content to frolic among the clouds, this one was always looking higher. Every night he would look up at the stars twinkling in the night sky and wonder what it would be like to swim among those celestial bodies.
The other Cloud Chasers were shrill in their laughter. “Impossible! No one has ever gone so high!” But Star Chaser would not be deterred.
So one night he began his journey, zooming past the clouds and climbing ever higher, his eyes always on the bright points of light above him. The air around him grew colder as he rose, the air thinner, and it became harder and harder for him to pump his powerful tail. And it seemed that no matter how far he went, the stars didn’t get any closer.
Star Chaser was on the verge of giving up when he looked, not up, but down. He saw the earth, far below him. He looked around and saw the blackness of space all around him, stars shinning near and far. Squealing with delight, Star Chaser turned and sped off into the distance.
He has been frolicking among the stars ever since.
The other Cloud Chasers were shrill in their laughter. “Impossible! No one has ever gone so high!” But Star Chaser would not be deterred.
So one night he began his journey, zooming past the clouds and climbing ever higher, his eyes always on the bright points of light above him. The air around him grew colder as he rose, the air thinner, and it became harder and harder for him to pump his powerful tail. And it seemed that no matter how far he went, the stars didn’t get any closer.
Star Chaser was on the verge of giving up when he looked, not up, but down. He saw the earth, far below him. He looked around and saw the blackness of space all around him, stars shinning near and far. Squealing with delight, Star Chaser turned and sped off into the distance.
He has been frolicking among the stars ever since.
@iomccoy
Oh, geez. Sorry! It's been fixed.
@dragonwriter315
Your entry has been recorded; once the writing entry is done that will be noted as well.
And a reminder: this contest ends in 24 hours (okay, 24 hours and two minutes, but who's counting). The due date is the day before the last day of Starfall, to allow time for judging.
Oh, geez. Sorry! It's been fixed.
@dragonwriter315
Your entry has been recorded; once the writing entry is done that will be noted as well.
And a reminder: this contest ends in 24 hours (okay, 24 hours and two minutes, but who's counting). The due date is the day before the last day of Starfall, to allow time for judging.
@iomccoy
Oh, geez. Sorry! It's been fixed.
@dragonwriter315
Your entry has been recorded; once the writing entry is done that will be noted as well.
And a reminder: this contest ends in 24 hours (okay, 24 hours and two minutes, but who's counting). The due date is the day before the last day of Starfall, to allow time for judging.
Oh, geez. Sorry! It's been fixed.
@dragonwriter315
Your entry has been recorded; once the writing entry is done that will be noted as well.
And a reminder: this contest ends in 24 hours (okay, 24 hours and two minutes, but who's counting). The due date is the day before the last day of Starfall, to allow time for judging.
@LilacDreams
aww ok, I was kind of wondering if I can throw in random entry for the sake of fun instead of for raffle tickets, I love constellation XD
and as for transliterating arabic, thanks for the article link!!
and haha no problem, I was really excited about that forum section, so I try writing up some guide myself as well ^^
aww ok, I was kind of wondering if I can throw in random entry for the sake of fun instead of for raffle tickets, I love constellation XD
and as for transliterating arabic, thanks for the article link!!
and haha no problem, I was really excited about that forum section, so I try writing up some guide myself as well ^^
@LilacDreams
aww ok, I was kind of wondering if I can throw in random entry for the sake of fun instead of for raffle tickets, I love constellation XD
and as for transliterating arabic, thanks for the article link!!
and haha no problem, I was really excited about that forum section, so I try writing up some guide myself as well ^^
aww ok, I was kind of wondering if I can throw in random entry for the sake of fun instead of for raffle tickets, I love constellation XD
and as for transliterating arabic, thanks for the article link!!
and haha no problem, I was really excited about that forum section, so I try writing up some guide myself as well ^^
@LilacDreams
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“One of my clan has told me of your tragedy. We in our frozen lands do not concern ourselves often with things as distant and unrelatable as stars. It took some time to locate but the map should be in fine condition.” Gently, the mellow-natured coatl lowered her tail to the ground and allowed the paper to slip out of its grasp. With a nudge, it rolled open, revealing the horrible visage of what could only be some kind of twisted monster. Mella looked down upon it coolly and murmured, “There is no written tale of the legend attached to it. We pass it down through voice and memorization. Therefore I will do for you as I have done for others and tell the tale. Feel free to write it down…” With a hissing that might have been the clearing of her throat, she began.
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[center][i]THE DREAD WYRM[/i]
[b]Complex Constellation[/b][/center]
[quote=Mella's Retelling]Warfare against species such as the longnecks and many others has had the unfortunate effect of causing dragonkind to look without for its troubles. We forget that the potential for cruelty and true evil lies within every one of our beating hearts. We forget that those we consider brethren may turn on us without so much as a breath of warning. Since the beginning, evil dragons have cropped up amongst our flocks. Typically, they are caught and executed and with their death comes a communal sense of safety. “He or she is gone. We have nothing more to worry about,” they think.
Those that have traveled to the southernmost tip of the Icefield, seen our constellation, and heard our tales are inclined to disagree. For only here is the Dread Wyrm visible and even then, it scarcely rises above the horizon. We believe it is a meeting place for the souls of villains; a promise that when their numbers are many, they will seek vengeance and the word ‘mercy’ will become nothing more than a sound on the wind. The Wyrm is an amalgamation of the worst qualities dragons have to offer. This is why it is so terrifying. It is, in essence, a reflection of what we can become.
Legend has it that when this constellation dares to climb the skies and boldly show itself to all the flights, it will mark a time of great sorrow and death. Who can say whether this is true or not? Certainly none living today. Even so, there is a scout posted on the tall spires of the Fortress of Ends to keep an eye on its movement. Better to be wary than [i]dreadfully[/i] sorry. [/quote]
"There may be more to it than what I personally know. If you'd like to gather a more solid version, I would suggest asking multiple Ice clans what their take on it is." Mella closed her eyes and dipped her serpentine head respectfully. "I hope this information helps rebuild your lost collection. Farewell." White wings flashed and an instant later, she was no more than a speck of green in the pink-tinged skies.
@LilacDreams
“One of my clan has told me of your tragedy. We in our frozen lands do not concern ourselves often with things as distant and unrelatable as stars. It took some time to locate but the map should be in fine condition.” Gently, the mellow-natured coatl lowered her tail to the ground and allowed the paper to slip out of its grasp. With a nudge, it rolled open, revealing the horrible visage of what could only be some kind of twisted monster. Mella looked down upon it coolly and murmured, “There is no written tale of the legend attached to it. We pass it down through voice and memorization. Therefore I will do for you as I have done for others and tell the tale. Feel free to write it down…” With a hissing that might have been the clearing of her throat, she began.
"There may be more to it than what I personally know. If you'd like to gather a more solid version, I would suggest asking multiple Ice clans what their take on it is." Mella closed her eyes and dipped her serpentine head respectfully. "I hope this information helps rebuild your lost collection. Farewell." White wings flashed and an instant later, she was no more than a speck of green in the pink-tinged skies.
“One of my clan has told me of your tragedy. We in our frozen lands do not concern ourselves often with things as distant and unrelatable as stars. It took some time to locate but the map should be in fine condition.” Gently, the mellow-natured coatl lowered her tail to the ground and allowed the paper to slip out of its grasp. With a nudge, it rolled open, revealing the horrible visage of what could only be some kind of twisted monster. Mella looked down upon it coolly and murmured, “There is no written tale of the legend attached to it. We pass it down through voice and memorization. Therefore I will do for you as I have done for others and tell the tale. Feel free to write it down…” With a hissing that might have been the clearing of her throat, she began.
THE DREAD WYRM
Complex Constellation
Complex Constellation
Mella's Retelling wrote:
Warfare against species such as the longnecks and many others has had the unfortunate effect of causing dragonkind to look without for its troubles. We forget that the potential for cruelty and true evil lies within every one of our beating hearts. We forget that those we consider brethren may turn on us without so much as a breath of warning. Since the beginning, evil dragons have cropped up amongst our flocks. Typically, they are caught and executed and with their death comes a communal sense of safety. “He or she is gone. We have nothing more to worry about,” they think.
Those that have traveled to the southernmost tip of the Icefield, seen our constellation, and heard our tales are inclined to disagree. For only here is the Dread Wyrm visible and even then, it scarcely rises above the horizon. We believe it is a meeting place for the souls of villains; a promise that when their numbers are many, they will seek vengeance and the word ‘mercy’ will become nothing more than a sound on the wind. The Wyrm is an amalgamation of the worst qualities dragons have to offer. This is why it is so terrifying. It is, in essence, a reflection of what we can become.
Legend has it that when this constellation dares to climb the skies and boldly show itself to all the flights, it will mark a time of great sorrow and death. Who can say whether this is true or not? Certainly none living today. Even so, there is a scout posted on the tall spires of the Fortress of Ends to keep an eye on its movement. Better to be wary than dreadfully sorry.
Those that have traveled to the southernmost tip of the Icefield, seen our constellation, and heard our tales are inclined to disagree. For only here is the Dread Wyrm visible and even then, it scarcely rises above the horizon. We believe it is a meeting place for the souls of villains; a promise that when their numbers are many, they will seek vengeance and the word ‘mercy’ will become nothing more than a sound on the wind. The Wyrm is an amalgamation of the worst qualities dragons have to offer. This is why it is so terrifying. It is, in essence, a reflection of what we can become.
Legend has it that when this constellation dares to climb the skies and boldly show itself to all the flights, it will mark a time of great sorrow and death. Who can say whether this is true or not? Certainly none living today. Even so, there is a scout posted on the tall spires of the Fortress of Ends to keep an eye on its movement. Better to be wary than dreadfully sorry.
"There may be more to it than what I personally know. If you'd like to gather a more solid version, I would suggest asking multiple Ice clans what their take on it is." Mella closed her eyes and dipped her serpentine head respectfully. "I hope this information helps rebuild your lost collection. Farewell." White wings flashed and an instant later, she was no more than a speck of green in the pink-tinged skies.