Sylentskye's Clan

(Note: always feel free to contact me about my dragons if you found them through a search. I may not always be willing to part with them, but I also regularly have nests hatching and am happy to reserve a hatchling for you)

Before the beginning:

The tiny flame sputtered and swayed, moments from drowning in a waxen sea. Sylentskye blinked, squinted, then lowered her head towards the glowing panel. Hmm, could it be something new? Something she might have missed on earlier examinations? She peered into the shimmering, pink hued depths until it remained the only thing that existed. Not caring that her body had mysteriously melted away, her consciousness traveled closer to the source of the glow. In a flash, it blinded her and for several moments, she ceased to exist.

"Unggh,"Sylentskye muttered as she grabbed her head, voice sounding like the gentle tinkling of crystal despite her nausea and discomfort. She opened her eyes slowly, not sure if her eyes would ever register anything but that pink glow. Shades from blushing ice to midnight magenta surrounded her in facets-no, jagged faces of crystalline rocks. She gaped in awe all around her- from side to side, up towards the golden sky and then down towards-
"What the h-"her glassy voice cracked as shock drowned out the expletive bubbling from her throat. This was NOT her body! She counted 10 toes, 8 fingers and 2 thumbs which reassured her, but the translucent webbing that stretched between them was a new and alarming addition! Where her body was supple and human before, it now was milky and slender-translucent, even. The light reflecting off and refracting through the crags surrounding her seemed to play just under her skin. She closed her eyes to take a moment, and instead of darkness she discovered she could still see! The pink became muted but her ability to pick out distant details increased. She took a deep, steadying breath and closed her eyes again which seemed to work as she thought it should.

"Oookay...I have two eyelids," she said to herself, listing and cataloguing the new details to give some sense of order and control in a strange land and body."Also, webbed digits and my voice sounds strange. What else is different?" Sylentskye walked towards a possible path out of the crystalline enclosure. She noted that while the ground was covered with similar shards and she was barefoot, they crunched instead of cut. "Whatever my skin is," she said to herself,"it's strength is far greater than it appears." Rough hewn steps, just as likely to be natural fractures as intently made, rose up towards the sky. She climbed them and as she stepped from the protection of the walls below, the wind began to pull, whip and bully her small form. she crouched, but she could still feel it ripping along her, pulling strangely from her back. "This was NOT a good idea!" She screamed as she was ripped from the staircase by another gust and pulled toward the heavens.

Meanwhile, a beautiful dragon munched away while basking in the sunlight. Her slender form blended with the emerald grasses while her expressive wings echoed the tawny skies in the throes of sunset. Her sharp claws fearsomely elegant as she sliced bits of flesh from slightly overripe fruit- her favorite- and flipped them into her waiting maw. Well that is, until a shattering scream ripped through her concentration and with a resounding splat squarely hit herself in the eye instead.

"Oh, that burns!" She growled and wiped away the flattened and juicy fruit. With her one good eye, she looked for the source of her troubles. In the distance, she could see what looked to be a tumbling figure being abused by the gusts that would whip and swirl around the island. "Well, my peace is ruined," she sighed and with a powerful lunge, opened her wings to the waiting wind and flew off to rescue- and chastise- the irresponsible twit in the distance.

Sylentskye pondered whether to die in this place would be to die in real life, as surely she must be dreaming. Not sure if it was the lack of sleep, the long nights, possible mold from her artifacts or the pepperoni hero sandwich she ate while she worked, she vowed to not mix such volatile elements together again. She could hear the wind was having a great old time tossing her around above jagged pink spikes of crystal in a deep pthalo sea. She tensed her entire body, expecting to be impaled at any moment, but instead her body lifted quickly to dizzying heights, as if she was an eagle soaring on an updraft. "This makes no sense, unless..." Completely past disbelief at this point, she looked above her and towards her back as much as she could. "Wings. Of course." Sylentskye muttered. Clearly her webbed fingers were to help act as air rudders while she flew. "Do I have a tail too?" She didn't think so, but she'd have to wait until she was on the ground again to check.

Still holding her wings out like a kite, she continued to rise, up past the clouds until she could no longer see the features of the ground she thought she would die upon moments earlier. Her eyes hurt from the wind and cold. She blinked the membranes she discovered earlier over her eyes and experienced immediate relief. Needles of frost began pricking at her wings and body; she was going too high!

"First day new wings?" Teased a voice from behind her."You shouldn't be up this high like that."

Still stiff, Sylentskye chattered,"Yes, actually; and I gathered from the fact I am losing feeling in my extremities! Look, I don't know where I am or what kind of body this is, but I could really use some help."

"Erm, well, you're a lot bigger than I am, so I am not sure how that's going to work. But, let me see what I can do." The voice let out a long bugle call and Sylentskye covered her ears. She felt a small weight settle on her backside. "Well, there we go!" The voice exclaimed,"help is here!" Sylentskye felt strong, warm arms wrap around her as the last of her energy was expended and she flitted into darkness.

Sylentskye was warm and comfortable. She must have made it to her bed last night and just had a crazy dream. She snuggled deeper into her soft blanket so she didn't have to start the day quite yet. Her body, however, was waking anyway.

"I think she's waking up," a granite baritone voice rumbled her body as it spoke.

"Yes, I think you are right!" Another voice chimed in.

Having lived alone with her books for over a decade, she knew that no such voices should be conversing over her consciousness! She opened her eyes and squirmed out from her blanket- which was actually a beast!

"I am never eating late at night again!" Sylentskye shrieked and backed away from the pair.

The fluffy beast's mouth gaped in surprise and humor. "So, you can scream, shriek, faint and get yourself half frozen in the sky. Can you do anything useful? Like talk reasonably in a voice that doesn't sound like grinding glass?"

Sylentskye took a deep breath."Okay, hmmm, look; I am sorry. Thank you for finding and saving me out there; not long ago I was doing research in my home, in my own body, and suddenly I found myself as -this-," she held up her arms,"and tried to figure out where I was and got blown into the sky. I'm trying to avoid having a complete mental breakdown here and the only way I can do that is to figure out how to wake up from this dream; it feels so real!"

The beasts looked at each other. Wordlessly, they knew what they had found. The small one spoke,"You are a Bondfarer. One who comes from beyond the stars to befriend and guide those of Dragonkind who allow it and those whom you help bring into existence. only your spirit makes the journey so a body is imbued when you arrive."

"So, I am...possessing someone???" Sylentskye's voice cracks again.

The wooly one spoke up,"No, no. The magic that brought you here created a body for you. It wouldn't exist but for your presence. We have been brought together by you, even if it seems accidental, so it is thus fated that we will be the ones to teach you how to work with us and others. My name is Wanderer."

The smaller one peered down from her branch,"I am Prymfae. We are the founding dragons of your clan..."

For many hours the three sat down and talked. Sylentskye didn't quite believe that all this was real, but she decided that it was better to go along and enjoy the experience rather than panic more. Besides, there was so much to learn in this new place!