You walk onto the moonlit weyrbowl, the star speckled skies reflected on the shimering blue lake. You sigh deeply, wondering if you've finally visited all the weyrs of Sapphire Weyr yet. In the distance, an enchanting melody catches your ears, making the moons seem brighter and the stars seem to dance. You look in the direction in which the music is coming from and notice for the first time the soft glow streaming from a small opening on the side of the weyr.

You get up, wanting to see who is playing this mysterious music. It couldn't be the weyrharper, could it? you think to yourself. As you walk closer, you see a set of stairs going up to the lone weyr. You start your way up, making sure to watch your step, as not to fall. Once at the top, the glows flicker a bit and almost go out. A young girl's voice sighs and says, "Oh, those darn glows! What does it take to get a decent glow basket around here? Oh well, I guess we should get to bed anyway, eh Sikan?" she says and you hear some rustling and scruffing around. Who's Sikan? you think to yourself.

You hear the violent flapping of tiny wings and duck from claws you know are coming towards you. "Sikan!!!" you hear the girl yell and run after the teh firelizard that just attacked you. "Oh traveller, I'm sorry about him, he gets so protective sometimes!" she says, stopping infront of you. The little firelizard pops from between, looking at you qith an innocent draconic smile.



"Please, come in. I didn't mean for that little twitter to fly after you. Are you alright? He sure came close." she says while leading you into her very dimly lit weyr. You answer, saying you're fine, and look around. The weyr is, from what you can see, rather large. The dragon couch is huge, looking like it belongs to a bronze or a brown. In a small corner on the other side is the human bed. The furs are messily thrown on and papers and hides of all sizes are tossed on top. A desk of a dark looking wood sets close to the bed. An assortment of different kinds of instruments lay on it's surface and beside it, a thin layer of dust covering them like a blanket.

You look back to where the girl is as she opens another glow. Her dark curly hair cascades down her back, framing her soft features and gentle looking green eyes. She's about the same height as you, normal size. You decide she looks about 15 turns old. "There," she says, turning back to you, "That's better. I'm beginning to think some one doesn't want me to see or play at night anymore." she laughs, motioning for you to sit down. "I'm sorry, I never introduced myself. My name's Destyn. Oh, that music? Yeah, that was me. I'm working on a new song to show to the weyrharper. She's really nice and a great player. I wish I could be as good as her." she says and smiles slightly. "I was born at the harper hall, but I never got the chance to play and write like I wanted to. I had to cook and clean and do all the dirty work..though I wasn't a drudge. My mother was the head cook there, so she made me do everything for her. She wouldn't let anyone but myself help her. It wasn't all that bad, I did get to listen to the other children practice and play. That's how I got to be as good as I am, I would sit out of site and listen to their lessons. I had my big brother make me a guitar. He refused, but finally made it for me if I promised to leave him alone. I also learned how to use my voice well, and I would sing whenever I had to do work for my mother."

"Well, one day I was cleaning out some ashes from a fireplace, and a bunch of te students came running out of their classes, yelling and screaming something about a dragon. I knew mother would never forgive me if I left my work to see a dragon, so I continued on, singing a song I had just writen. Another crowd of students rushed by me, knocking me down. I fell right onto a rock and passed out. Oh, those harper boys! They'll get it the next time I see them! Anyway, the next thing I knew, a soft voice was telling me everything would be ok and that I need to wake back up. I didn't want to though, I hurt pretty bad. But the voice kept telling me I need to get up and that I'll be ok. So, I thought I'd try. I opened my eyes and was met by another pair of swirling blue eyes, fixed on me. I looked around and saw that everyone else was looking at me too. Some of them looked really mad, but I didn't know why. I started to get up, but fell back down because my knees were very shaky. The eyes infront of me swirled more and a soft crooning encouraged me further. When I got up the second time, I fell forward again. This time a big, soft neck was there to support me. A big, blue neck. I loked up and saw the biggest blue I had ever seen, his eyes whirling with ammusment. He told me that I had just been searched, and that everything will be ok now. I was so shocked and so happy I couldn't say anything. The blue's rider hopped off and helped me onto his friend's neck. I was still shocked when we went in between but that quickly got me out of shock. Boy, was that cold! I'm not a candidate at Talo Cliff! It's really nice there too."

"Shells, I talk a lot, don't I? I'm sorry, I'm just not used to having people to talk to, it's rather nice. Oh! Would you like to see some of my other great works? You see, I also like to draw. And I've collected a lot of my drawings over the years. I hope you like them taveller!" she says, smiling brightly. She stands up, moving gracefully to a stack of papers on a table not far from you. She comes back and sets them down for you to see.

Which one will you look at?
First picture | Second picture | Third picture | Fourth picture | Fith picture

Those were pretty good, you think and smile at her. Her green eyes dance and she smiles back. "Those are only a few, but I like those the best. I like to imagine how dragons could be if they were in different environments. The first one has wings of feathers, I think it looks very elegant. The second one shows what a dragon would look like if it lived in the ocean, with fins as wings and flippers for feet. The third one shows a smaller dragon with a longer neck and much larger wings for flying faster. And the last two are dragons Imade for a story. I'll have to show it to you sometime traveller. But I guess I've kept you way too long, eh? Well, I do hope you come back! You're great company." she says, smiling as you walk toward the enterence of her weyr. Sikan cheeps loudly as you walk down the stairs, and you laugh to yourself.

There's been an impression! Go see!

Destyn's Stats

Name	Destyn
Rank	Candidate
Age	15
Sex	Female
Hair	Dark Brown
Eyes	Green
Mate	---
Dragon Name	---
Parents	Destinity, Jazyn
Siblings	Jazinity
Children	---
Place Of Birth	Harper Hall

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NOTE:Everything on this weyr was made by Jewel(ME) including the background, firelizards and the pictures! Please don't take them! They are my pride and joy and I'm very proud of my artwork!