Post by kevna on Nov 22, 2022 3:23:27 GMT -5
Riasu – Candidate
She’d gone to the feast out of stubborn pride. No one need know the hurt she sported. The disappointment. The utter ache for her bonded. She hadn’t expected to impress this hatching. There wasn’t a gold on the sands, and while V’than had opened her mind to the possibility of her bonded being something other then a gold, she still felt as if a gold was what she was chosen for. The reason Faranth had given her such a strange gift and curse to hear one and all.tovaana
When the gold-green had hatched, part of her had wanted to throw herself before the strange little dragonet, and yet she had hesitated. What did a goldeen even mean for a weyr? Would she clutch? Did she have the ability to command bronzes, and therefore be a Senior queen? There were so many questions, and in the end it hadn’t mattered, because the goldeen hadn’t been hers in the end.
Riasu had always felt the drive to lead. She had the capability as well as her strange ability to hear all dragons, and when D’min had inspired the rebellion against her mother to start standing for hatchings, she had stood specifically for gold eggs. So much assumption, yet it had always felt right. To be Weyrwoman some-day felt natural. So then why was she disappointed? The question kept circling in her head. It wasn’t the goldeen, she was certain. If she assumed that a gold was in her future, then this hatching shouldn’t have hit her so hard.
Seeing Lounessa walking away with her brown… Maybe that’s when it had hit home for her. Lounessa had craved a bronze like Jarath, and she had gotten a beautiful brown instead. She was happy for her niece, truly happy for her-so the disappointment then had to stem from jealousy. She was jealous, because if a gold wasn’t in her future, she wanted the wait to end. Riasu craved the connection her brother had with Jarath. She craved the bond that D’min had with Solith. V’than had Saruth, Lounessa now had Perilaith. Riasu didn’t doubt her bonded was out there, she just wondered when the wait would finally end. Her seemingly never ending wait.
Her ability was a tease. Her ability to hear the dragonets as they claimed each candidate as their own, her ability to hear the voices clamoring inside her mind, but none directed at her. Her mind was full of voices, one sided conversations, and she was utterly alone. She yearned for the personal connection so much her heart ached.
And while so much had changed for many of the candidates she had shared quarters with, life went on unchanged for her. She went to her chores, lessons, and when mid-day meal was upon her, instead of moving toward the dining cavern, Riasu turned towards the weyrs. She desired peace, and while voices bandied in her mind, she didn’t want to be around a sea of vocal voices. She wanted to be alone, or as close to alone as she could get. She climbed up into V’than’s weyr, calling out and finding only Saruth.
Oh, hey big guy. She felt a surge of relief. Quite the hatching yesterday. Did you have a favorite part? She offered up words from her mind, coming into the weyr, and automatically moving to sit with the impressively bulky brown. She didn’t need Saruth to block out the voices of dragons, but it was nice when he did it. I don’t suppose you could just, and she motioned to her head, make it go quiet again? I would really appreciate it if I could just focus on you and me.