Weyr Life Drabbles - Prompt word #29: "Birth"
So far from the Weyr, it should have been just another dream. But as Canth awoke, the hunger of tiny minds grew even stronger.
A little confused, he unlidded an eye, and scanned the beach. No sign of other dragons, but a flickering consciousness was undeniably close. Movement caught his eye at last, bright gold on gleaming white sands.
What was it?
Canth blinked, and reached for F'nor. There were memories in the man's mind, myths that Canth could only half remember. The brown dragon cautiously woke his rider as the creature hopped a little closer.
F'nor, do not move...
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
chesneycat) wrote,
