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The sound of batwings
Spirit of the night it brings
Immortal soul on the run
Thinking of how it all begun
STATS of SAVIOR
Name: Savior
Gender: Male
Parents: Cy
#9
Appearance: Light
Zappy
HATCHING
Kimberlyn filed in with the other candidates. In fact he
just appeared where he wanted to be. Calmly he watched the sleepy knight get
more irritated with the minute. If only he COULD get sleepy, though on his
current quest his insomnia might be an upside.
Dragons hatched and paired off and Kimberlyn felt quite disattached. It was
all going too quickly like the impressions weren't thought through, although
that knight might have something to do with it.
Then three dragons hatched simultaneously and got entangled. Legs and
fragile wings stuck out. For a moment the haze of distance lifted and
Kimberlyn reached out to the hatchling. Then he remembered he was death.
"Savior, I'm sorry..." he said as the little yellow-zapped dragon
whined for help.
With all-knowing eyes the dragon named Savior searched his and found them
under the shadows of the hood. It locked sight and cried out:
"Try it! I know you can."
For a moment believing seemed more logical than knowing. Kimberlyn reached
out, knowing he'd pass through the small hatchling and at the same time
knowing he'd feel the hatchling's warm living skin.
Kimberlyn pulled Savior free and stayed for a moment in the wonder of the
moment. In those seconds his soul soared high and he knew. HE KNEW.
"Savior... " he said feeling faint, "I ..."
"You are." the dragon said more interested in finding food than in
the revelation Kimberlyn had been granted through the link with the dragon.
What else did dragons do at hatching?
"Do you know my name?" Kimberlyn asked.
"You are Kimberlyn." Savior answered.
"Yes, but who else am I?" Kimberlyn asked impatiently to keep the
feeling of knowing he felt was slipping.
"You are Mine, You are Forever.... but most of all You are
Hope."
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