You follow Lyra through a rather long hall into the end room. Hot sand lines the floor and in a corner is a clutch of tiny eggs, about 30. Four are golds but you can not tell with the others. "How do you know what egg is what colour?" You ask. Lyra smiles, "That's our secret, but we've got six bronzes, five browns, seven greens and eight blues. Actually, you only have a choice of 26, we're keeping two pairs." "So," you ask, "Where do you adopt?"

Adoption Form (copy and paste) Send to pollock@paradise.net.nz

Name:
Persona:
Email:
URL:
Flit's URL:
Male and female names:
Pick a no. (1-26):
Back up no.:
About your persona:
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