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Sacrifice [1] Failure? :iconendaramae:EndaraMae 0 0
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Desolation [1] Red-Rock Desertscape
         His feet rocketed down the red-dirt road lightning-quick, the soles flapping for they had started to come apart. His toned arms pumped at his side and through his light-brown hair a pleasant breeze blew. "Come on, Lilah!" he shouted at a girl his age behind him.  
         She had given up running and was enjoying the breeze on what was an extremely hot summer day in the red desert. Casually strolling behind him as he ran, Lilah tied her flaming red hair up in a bun and ignored his protests at her slowness.  
         In front of her he slowed to a walk and turned, crossing his arms while he panted heavily. "Come on, Lilah, really! You're so slow!"
         "No, I'm not," she said as she got closer, refusing to yell to her friend. "You're just in too much of a hurry. Really, Renn, our secret place isn't going to disappear any time soon."
       
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Sunflowers [1] Land-Healer
         Sunlight drifted lazily through the biodome of colony seven. Within it, a small town, a docking port and space hub, and endless fields of flowers—sunflowers, mostly. In the middle of the fields of tall sunflowers, flying just above them, was a yellow figure all aglow.  
         After a few moments of twirling above the sunflowers she stopped to hover, and looked up—through the space-shields of the colony and to the stars that stretched endlessly above. *Rio!* she called, through miles of space. Her voice was filled with happiness, and through it her bond—in a little flighter those miles away on the outside of the colony, was filled with the same happiness.
         He tossed his blond hair, running a hand through it, as they leveled out and approached the colony. Djose, how are things? He called back to her, fighting to do so. He was poor at telepathy.
     
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Royalty [1] Imperfections
         It was hours until the sunrise and the bed sheets were soaked in sweat, candles the only light as midwives bustled around the room, worry written in the creased lines of their faces. The woman on their bed was their chief matriarch, and this was her first child. Their beloved queen was having a hard time and there was little they could do to ease her pain.
         She tossed her head, burying it into her pillows. The head midwife scoffed at her, the only one brave enough to do so. "Come on, let's get this young royal babe into the world," she lightly smacked the queen's leg. "You're strong, come on."
         Hours ticked by, the grandfather clock in the hallway chiming two more away. As the sun's soft morning rays slowly began to seep over the edges of the far off mountains the child was born. Sunlight glinted off his dark auburn hair, and all was silent. The baby did not cry, the midwives did not che
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The Eye [1] How It All Began
         They stepped into this world from a portal that let out from a cement-brick building. One stepped, and one flew, a silver-crafted gorget with a bright blue jewel around the flier's neck. His mission had brought him here, and beside him stood his bond, a man of average height and white-skin. He had bright blue eyes, matching the jewel in the gorget, and white hair.
         They emerged from the last world and into this one, stepping into the rain—into a giant city, a mesh of tall buildings and busy streets. The noise was the first thing to affect them, and the man's hands flew to his ears as blaring car horns and shouting people overtook him. He felt sick, his stomach rolling over itself, and wasn't sure if it was from the dimensional jump, or the new place he was suddenly thrown into. It was a far cry from small town life and endless marshland, and silence.
         "This is terrible," he
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Rabbit Hole [1] Disappointment
         She sat at a small table and stared out the window as the rain poured down to the earth below. Head cradled in a hand, the other gripped a helmet with a light attached. She wore shorts and a shirt with a vest attached. For perhaps the tenth or so time since she'd sat down a sigh escaped. He's gone again. The girl thought. He promised, though! And another sigh.
         
         "He always lies," she said, and let her head fall to crossed arms on the table before her. "It isn't fair!"
   
         A maid of the household knocked on the door. "I've brought you tea, dear. Cheer up, your father will be back before you know it."
         "He promised!" her thoughts burst from her. "He promised he'd come back and take me with him next time! Then he goes and just—just—he just went without me!"
       
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Gravedigger [1] Lost Soul :iconendaramae:EndaraMae 0 0
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Dearheart [1] Accident
       Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.  
       The soft beeping carried through the sterilized, plain and white hospital room at the same pace it had since they'd arrived. Hissing sounds pushed air in gentle woosh sounds in and out of the limp, unmoving, lifeless form of her bond.  
       Eliya fought against the memories while in her seat by the window. The sky outside grey with scattered droplets of rain splattering down lightly.  
       "Slow it down," Shune had said, as she reached for the wires of the explosive device. "Use your object, slow it down a little, just give me more time."  
       *Shune, I don't know! I can't--*  
       Memories.  
       With the timer ticking down to the last few seconds, Shune had practically thrown Eliya out and sealed the doors behind her.  
   
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Blue-Green [1] Stay
         Kasidar yawned, content underneath the ground—lounging in a pile of dirt in one of his many tunnels. The earth beneath him was cool and relaxing while the summer sun aboveground was blistering and harsh. He heard Jeffrey nearby, a faint murmur of sound as he fretted over his tomato plants. Peter was of the same mind as Kasidar, relaxing in the shade and telling Jeffrey that he should do the same.
         *He's right, you know,* Kasidar's chipper mind-voice called out to his bond, Jeffrey. *It's so hot out—let's take a nap.*
         "If somebody doesn’t look after the garden we're not going to have one much longer," sighed Jeffrey. "And neither of you are helping me pull weeds."
         Kasidar rolled over and stretched, pushing the dirt around with his long green limbs. He stood slowly and poked his head out of the nearest entry hole to his network of tunnel
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Autumn Leaves [1] Step Into Another World
         Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.
         Snap.
         The leaves beneath her tall, brown riding boots crunched against the sidewalk with the occasional twig getting splintered in two with them.  She kicked at the piles that lines the sidewalk, pouting and miserable as the leaves flew into the air getting carried away by gusts of wind. Stupid kids at school, she thought furiously, gripping the straps of her backpack tighter. It had been a terrible day, and she doubted the rest of them would be any better.
         Kids. Teenagers. Could be so cruel.  
         She felt tears well up in her eyes as the memories came flooding back. Kinome Hamada had just moved there, and the preppy girls with their stupid jocks just had to give her a great razzing. The entire day had been one misery after the next, and now all she had to look forwar
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Blind Honor [1] Seeking Purpose
         Syl'Onora stepped carefully around the body of his latest victim—his latest hunt, a small doe he'd killed quickly in the forest. It was far from a pleasure-kill, he intended to share the meat later, but for now she was proving to be quite educational.
         He peeled the flesh back with a surgeon's care, staring at how the muscles were attached together and thinking of how that would relate to a humanoid, or another dragon.
         Cracking the skull proved cumbersome, but he took his time for he was eager to see a brain intact. The mind, and climbing into it to plant headaches and pain, was what he was best at. If he could see it, and study it—understand how it worked… then maybe he could do more.
         *What else can I get at?* he pondered as he traced a claw along the gooey tissue. I need a bigger sample. For a fraction of a second he wondered
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Softglow [1] A Mother's Worry
         B'Elanna tightened the bolt with the wrench just a little more, twisting it as carefully as she could while her arm rotated as far as possible around the awkward console she was working on. Face pressed up against the casing that held various computer circuitry, she groaned and whispered, "Come on, come on," hissing the bolt into compliance, "just a little more."
         Something was nagging her, though. In the back of her mind. Worry. Fretful worry kept tugging at her, and it was causing her grip to loosen and slip, and her concentration to waver.
         In an instant the wrench slipped from the bolt, and her grip slipped from the wrench. It clattered to the floor, and a small rage overtook her. "Damn it!" she snapped, and pulled her forehead from the casing just to smack it back against it. Fretting worry turned panicked, and B'Elanna took a few deep breaths to calm herself. She sighed, and reache
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Ocean Soul [1] Worry
       “Something must be wrong,” she muttered for the umpteenth time and continued to pace the cave entrance. Pausing a moment, cerulean eyes gazed out at the forest engulfed in rain. Her breath frosting on the air. “It’s been weeks. He said he’d write every day.”
       *He’s probably just busy, Lia. Stop worrying so much.* A telepathic voice--ever-playful, but concerned, drifted into her mind effortlessly. Their minds were seamless, so well connected-- so well bonded, the pair was. The voice came from a long, blue serpentine creature, a marine Bishel, lingering in a deep pool of water towards the back of the cavern. Beside the pool sat an orange plush toy of the similar structure; it’d been modified to have a small strap sewn into it and a backpack on its back. The backpack was partly open, and inside a strange bone-object sat alongside a few little knick-knack toys and candies. A ways from that
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Blue Ambition [1] Blacksmith
         Oval black eyes stared at the lump of metal in front of her, it was a dull gray color with brighter flecks throughout. In her mind she envisioned it as a piece of armor. Perhaps a helm, within which she would decorate light swirls or ancient texts. She couldn't decide which, and more frustrating—she didn't know how to begin.
         Lifting the lump into a satchel, she slung it over a shoulder and opened her large, blue wings. There was a forge in the town over, and there she would convince the blacksmith to train her. Help her forge the metal lump into a dragon-helm. Surely they would be honored to help a dragon learn to a blacksmith, Bronwyn reasoned.
         On the flight there she passed by another blue arboreal, one of the few around that was near her own age, though still younger. *Greetings, Bronwyn!* the other dragon chimed. *How do you fare on this fine day?*
       
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Self Discovery
Even with his eyes closed, the light was blindingly bright. Though it was the original cause of his flinching, the pain that shot the entire length of his body in response had his eyes explode open and a sharp hiss escaping through his parted lips.
He held himself as still as possible to let the remaining pain slowly seep its way out of his body. Finally deciding it was safe to move, he carefully levered his way into a sitting position and looked around in an attempt to figure out where he was.
To the left and right of him were embankments of earth that gradually climbed into a gently forested area. Behind and before him was hundreds of smoothed stones. Not really having much else to go on, he guessed that somehow he was in the middle of a riverbed. He reached up to scratch his head and winced as where he touched felt softer than it should have and painful. Moving his hand away from his head to rest it back on the ground, he noticed flecks of rusty brown on his fingers.
Now worried abo
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Festivities
    Issa grumbled and rolled over. He’d been awake since first light, but had been pretending to sleep. Hoping to shut out the daylight. It was bad enough that he’d been waking with the sunrise for the last week, but this was the first day of the Sun Festival. It was all anyone talked about for the last month. Even in school, they’d been instructed to make decorations and prepare presentations or.. ugh.. plays. Insufferable.
    “Ben! Up you get, or you’ll miss your first class!”
    He shut his eyes tighter. Why did she have to call him that? He’d been ‘Issa Darkflame’ for a whole month. It wasn’t the name he’d been born with, but it suited him better than ‘Benjamin Carpenter’ ever would. And it wasn’t that hard to remember.
    “Come on, sleepy head,” his mother called again. “I made eggs for breakfast, but your father will eat them all
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ixris Featured By Owner Edited Mar 4, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Which journal entry would I go to if I have an older dragon image and I want to find out if you can change the background color to match a new layout?  Is that stage additions?  Redraws?  Um.......????????  D:
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indyana Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
No, just note/email me.  I can look at that out of band, since it doesn't require any new drawing work.
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ixris Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
*SALUTE*  I'll slap together a page layout and then hit you up.  :)  Thanks!
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ixris Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey a question that has often come up in my thought: lots of dragon adopts from the Old Ways of Dragon Adopting (the nexus and orchard off the top of my head) allowed for cross-species breeding. Is this something that you might consider allowing/hosting nests for regarding half-bishen couples? Obvsly the writing would have to be there to back it up if it were something you'd consider, but yknow... Curious. :) (and of course "HAHAHAHHAA NO" is totally a reasonable answer. I'm just wondering. )
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indyana Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You know, I've always thought more about opening up Glenn dragons on the Nexus. Mostly due to the fact that a lot of the other dragon species are ginormous (LOL Chihuahua x Great Dane...). But I think it could be a lot of fun, provided the other species creator had their species open for such a thing. Would fall under the general "special matings" umbrella.
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lethe-gray Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I've used the Glenns, they have several amazing offspring.
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indyana Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Oh gosh, I need links to this... 
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ixris Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah the SIZE difference in most breeds is like HELLO HOW DOES THAT WORK WITH A SKYSCRAPER!?!!!? The one that always makes me think of it is my collection of saashiyovi which....canonically are trying to save their species from genetic extinction and uny would flip. Her. Crap. In a good way.

Oh man Glenn hybrids always make me smile.
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indyana Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Mission for when I get REALLY bored - figure out how to mimic ugly MSPaint spray brush in Photoshop. XD
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AnnaSasake Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2015  Hobbyist Artist
hi
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