A tall girl gets up from a chair and approaches you (that would be me! *grin*) On each shoulder is a small, somewhat miniature dragon. They glare at you, chirping defiantly. So that's what the squeaking was!One is a deep bronze, almost brown, the other is a forest green. Suddenly you are nudged from behind. The dragon butts you, whiffling in your face softly. The huge head, as big as a man, ducks down and looks solemnly at you. The girl smiles and scratches the dragon's eye ridges, making her hum with delight. "Welcome to my Weyr!Sorry if I've startled you. This is my dragon, Gonth, and these are tirlith and carth" she exclaims, holding out a lizard on each arm. They flutter to a ledge to take a quick nap.

"So, you would like to learn a bit more about dragons?" You nod, and she smiles. "Ever ridden a dragon before?"

At this she asks the dragon to kneel on the ground. "Come on! Climb up and we'll take you there. We have to go between to get there, but no worries. It won't last long".

You climb to the creature's neck and seat yourself between two neck ridges. The girl climbs scrambles up, and tells you to hang on as the dragon springs from the ledge, dust flying with the sweeps of her enourmous wings.Your stomach lurches as the ground drops away beneath you. The wind whips through your hair, and the girl yells "We're going between now! You won't feel me or Gonth, but we're here!" And you squinch your eyes shut and grip the dragon's neck tightly as the dragon flies toward the clouds.

are you ready to go between?