halfyeared: (pic#16041309)
π•½π–π–†π–Šπ–“π–žπ–—π–† π•Ώπ–†π–—π–Œπ–†π–—π–žπ–Šπ–“ ([personal profile] halfyeared) wrote in [personal profile] fxckingaroundandhavingfun 2023-02-01 05:14 am (UTC)

That's the bond. It is like they become a part of us. I think they can feel us, too. They know where we are, what we want. Riding them is an art-- but so much freer.

[She closes her eyes, imagining being on Syrax in that moment, and she squeezes Jon's hand. She misses it already. She misses her dragon. It's like a pang to be separated, and she has to open her eyes slowly to look back at him.]

Of course we have saddles. Each is individually made. They're kept in the dragonpit. Or I suppose wherever the other dragonriders live.

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