the rise of a new day [closed/finished]

[kevna]

Siorreya - Candidate

She turned back towards Maz when he told her that one of her statuette's reminded him of a song. She listened in silent awe, and for a real moment she was still, listening to her new friends sweet tenor voice. While she listened, a new smile came over her, one of dreams and hope, the smile was at the thought of a dragon; a mischievous green, a serious brown, any color would do. Any.. but would a blue? Sio's smile wavered for but a moment, even a blue would do, because it wouldn't make Siorreya her father. Right? But Maz was probably right, she was likely to get a green like what she had created with glass and sparkles. There was nothing to worry about. 

Maz-or Mazarakru as he had confessed, had the sweetest, clear voice she had ever heard. She didn't know what he meant when he said his voice wasn't as good as before... Could he even hear himself? Maz finished the song The Golden Egg of Faranth perfectly. She appreciated the way he had held each of her figurines, as if they were precious. They were precious. She didn't make attachments to people or things, excepting these things that she had created, with time, faith, and determination. These were the only things she kept with her after leaving the Glass Hall. 

She grinned as Maz looked up at her and gave her a genuine smile. "You truly have an amazing voice Maz. I-I don't know how to explain the pureness of your voice. You don't have to practice, you don't need it!" Her voice rushed out, awe-filled, breathless, excited.

Sio moved closer to her friend. "And I've been thinking, you are going to be an amazing dragon-rider. What do you think of Maz'ru? Or Maz'kru? We truly do have to find you a firelizard, because I would love for you to be able to teach it to sing like you! I can't wait to hunt for eggs with you!!!"

She hopped about, even more excited about the days next events. "Come on, we don't want to be late, do we? We will be exceptional riders, but we must attend trainings!"

tovaana

[tovaana]

Mazarakru;

“Thank you.” He was pleased, but not surprised. Maz knew plenty well how to use his voice, it was just hard hearing a completely different tone, even after so many years. He grinned at her, placing the little gold queen down with the others to complete the set. “Pretty good huh?” He shook his head back and forth with a confident twitch and shrugged his shoulders to finish the look. It was a joking gesture and held all his security and insecurities in it.

He chuckled as she went on about shortening his name. “I think I’ll just let the dragon choose the name, if I impress. It’s only my first time on the sands, you know…but uh, every little kid dreams of owning a firelizard.”

His heart rate had sped up from all the excitement; seeing art, singing, feeling Sio’s attitude thrill through him, and the idea of hunting firelizards later? All in one day, not to mention the lessons they had that day… He missed his voice, but life was still worth living happily. Maz already had had this way of thinking, but this moment confirmed it all.

“Come on, put away your little dragons so we can learn how to take care of the bigger kind, you know – the real ones?”

“You’re right, we will be late, unless we run!” After she had put them away he grabbed her wrist and pulled, leading them toward their lesson (though he knew she’d probably be pulling him soon enough).

-fade to class, exit Maz-

[kevna]

"Really good." She affirmed, a sideways smile twitched to her lips as she remembered his voice, watching him shrug nonchalantly. His casual cool was sweet and charming. "But let's be real, you will impress. You're hatchling might screw up your name though."

She did as he bid, quickly but carefully wrapping her figurines in blankets; first the gold, then the green, and last the silvery white hatchling placing them into her chest. She couldn't wait till she was taking care of her very own dragon, standing on the hot sands and finally being able to see the true colors of First Impression.

When Maz grabbed her wrist and yanked her out the door she squealed, letting him pull her for but a moment. She began skipping, which turned into a run, and they raced, holding hands all the way, her voice excitedly trilling out all the training possibilities as they headed toward class. 

-Fade to class, exit Siorreya