Beat as One
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Iluva
Date Posted: 5th May 2026
Characters: A'garyn
Description: Aegaryn Impresses
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 2, day 1 of Turn 13
Notes: Mentioned: E’rian, R’divale, K’valas, Galgaith, R’zen, Donnise,
cursing. Concurrent with “Not That One”
The first Impression was a green, hellbent on getting to Tsaetherian. Most of the greens he’d met were that way, as he thought of K’valas’ face -- his keen, intense eyes, the resignation looking up from the pile of mossy green pressed tight against his chest. That sudden hair-raising snap of her jaws. His own heart, beating. Then and now.
The Stands were full and practically bulging with eager spectators, swelling intermittently with cheers and shouts. A lean, dark brown hatchling flaring his wings, an ostentatious assertion if he ever saw one. He almost smiled. Redivale went after the brown, and that was that.
Instinctively Aegaryn’s eyes flicked along the sea of faces, looking for the one person he knew. Not there. They moved along another gallery, intent, fluid, methodical. He’d asked K’valas to come. He lingered at each face close enough to pull features into something distinct, and then further back at the blurring of hair and skin and eyes that could be anyone. A few times he paused.
His attention fell down each row, following with intense, unhurried exactitude, from left to right, then down again, left then right, each time closer to the Sands. Irritatingly, no, not there, either. And he’d know him anywhere.
The fifth time he stopped.
The eyes that stared back at him were older, the hair at his temples and a large portion of his beard streaked silver, but they were his. The intensity of expression was fixed, unyielding, the way he’d been when he was younger, that it could only be his father. They stared at each other, and something flared deep and white-hot in the pit of Aegaryn’s stomach with the thought of what he wanted to do to the man.
A tall, much younger man sat next to him and a fair-haired woman of similar age beside him. He was speaking animatedly with a slight smile before appearing to trail off a little uncertainly, studying the elder man’s face. His hair was dark, curly, but, like his beard, very short and very neat. His eyes were lighter, like their mother’s. They followed the taut line of interest and slowly landed on Aegaryn without clear comprehension, as if trying to work out what was at once both odd and oddly familiar. It had been a long time, but Alengar knew, too. Blinking, he stared in reserved recognition, and eventually he leaned over and said something close to their father’s ear.
For a moment it was like another version of himself sitting up there. A projection of what he might’ve been in another life had he made other choices, been a better, more compliant son. Aegaryn stared back, unflinching as his father’s expression drew a deep frown, as he shook his head and said something back to Alengar before Aegaryn just let them fold back into the blur, back to being strangers.
Great. Fucking great. He wasn’t sure where Kav was, but he knew he’d be there, somewhere up there, and that was enough. He forced out an exhale. He held tightly onto that, his pulse coiled around it. If nothing else, he’d find him after it was over.
In that time more creeling dragonets, with wet and unwieldy wings, had hit the sands.
They were awkward looking, intensely so, but less and less alien. Snake-like. Avian-like. Zolta"like. A smooth hybrid of instincts that molded them into something else. Almost like children in their antics.
A blue righted himself with a loud, indignant snort, and a green was dashing toward a very young girl on the other side of the cavern that left absolutely no room for doubt.
That was unnerving.
And the bronze was still sitting there, looking as if the world could not touch him. As if everything around him was inconsequential, rolling over him like a breeze.
More Candidates were trying to get his attention, young men and boys crowding in as close as they dared, but he didn’t so much as look at them. Everything about that dragonet was tuned and turned to some invisible frequency. He did not have a frantic fascination with finding a rider. He sat, apparently rejecting the options, the others, the faces around him. Aegaryn frowned, his stomach tightening.
Two blues brawled in their eagerness to reach their riders-- Rezenkan, he recalled, and a girl, Donnise, whom he only knew by sight and name and nothing else about her. They both came away with injuries, things his eyes lingered on, but unmistakable joy, too.
He’d only seen the one Hatching up close. This one was nothing like that. Sazikoth’s had torn away his sense of the world so abruptly, so early in the event, that he hadn’t actually seen many of the others in Galgaith’s small clutch. Three times as many eggs littered the cavern that day.
And before all of that, before he'd even given any real thought to this place, Dren’s bright smile: “You and me.”
There was no eagerness to be here. It would be unbearable to take Dren’s dream with something as easy and as absolving as simply wanting it. But it didn't work that way. He blinked those words away and surveyed the unbroken shells. Feyonth and Azadath had found it in him, whatever it was. Those things had warred in him ceaselessly these last few months -- but now they just sat there as simply and as naturally as the moons.
Across the sands, the bronze was there. Aegaryn felt his stomach tighten further. He knew.
And he knew him as surely and as deeply as he knew gravity pulled beneath his feet. And so deep he ran that Aegaryn knew that the waiting on the Sands was not indifference. Nor merely a begrudging act of patience -- but certainty. A dare.
It was infuriating in a way nothing in his life had ever been, and, fists clenching, he shouldered past the other boys and started toward him, and to anyone else it would seem that no event had prompted the bronze dragonet that had been waiting for most of the hatching, but suddenly, with calm, certain strides, he also made his way to Aegaryn.
Setting himself in front of him, the dragonet raised his head and looked his new lifemate directly in the eyes.
}:You’re Mine. I hope you’re ready for it.:{ His head tilted in a way that hinted at a challenge.
The bond burned across his whole existence. His own heart and this dragon had conspired to this, while his mind had still been searching for reasons not to.
And the bronze saw him -- all of him. Every dark, almost untouchable place before he could stop him. He felt him move through them like heat through metal, and what came back first was the startled recoil of a young mind from a world far older and harder than anything he was ready for. And then Aegaryn's hand was on him. And there was only here. Only now. Only this.
There was no retreat. No hesitation. Just him planting himself there, in all of it, without flinching. He brushed over that burnished hide, reverent. Hunger roared through their stomachs. Talarcheth. Aegaryn’s head tilted in a way that made it clear he wanted nothing less. “Yeah. You and me.”
Near the edge of the Sands, Aegaryn glanced up towards the galleries again. He smirked in the direction of the man that was his father, but he sought K’valas, the vague chance to shake his head and share what he could only pinpoint as astonishment. Somehow they both had dragons. Talarcheth’s head went high, as well, first in intrigue but then rapidly rising jealousy, until he caught something deeply unpleasant in the mental noise around them. Sharp, green-tinged, familiar in its dislike that resonated with something across his rider’s mind, and it made him yank his attention back. }:This is where you want to be, isn't it?:{
Aegaryn’s eyes fixed on him. “Yes.”
}:Then don’t think of anyone else. Be with me, A’garyn.:{ He demanded.
**I’m with you. You’re mine. I'm going to feed you now.**
}:Good. Because _I_ want you to feed me.:{
Last updated on the June 4th 2026