A long trail with some tails

Journeying on an ox cart to remote places is not a piece of cake. Sure, it's an adventure but tell me that again when Thread falls! Not a pretty picture.

My ox cart is lined with metal but my ox is not! I have to shelter in caves during Threadfall. It's so hard to count the schedules. It wasn't so accurate. Thank AIVAS it is now. From the Yokohama, they can detect where and when the Thread Ovums fall.

Now, moving along with my cart are five mischievous critters. Alonzo is my scout and guard-lizard. Peppi is my official bum. He's adorable, though. He also disposes of things for me. The only place he knows to go to is Harpers Hall and the ox cart.

Blindy dropped off her batch of litters. Muning, Burburry and Domino.

Muning is an trouble-making brown. Burburry is a lovable green and Domino is a large gold. Strangely large considering her mother is so small. I am still wondering who the father is!

Domino does not hang with the crew as often as Muning and Burburry. It is actually Aki's blue Oliver who lags along with us, hoping to get food.

So, I am with five at a time.

Most people get jealous. Some went to higher up Masters telling them I had five when Harpers Hall told me to hand over the eggs. Well, I tell them only two looks to me. Two are strays and one is a hanger-on.

Jealous-much!

Garbage

How do the people of Pern get rid of their garbage?

I guess in the Weyrs, the weyrlings are tasked to go between and drop the junk. What about the holds and crafts?

It occurred to me that while the original people of Pern settled and wanted to create their perfect Utopia, their mirror of Medieval will eventually resemble Earth's Medieval world: Dirty and Stinky!


That is why I have devised a scheme that would help the Holds and Craft Halls: Live Disposal Units.

Yup. For those who don't have Fire Lizards, you may have to hire your neighbor's Fire Lizard for this. We take your garbage and dump it between. Problem gone!
Alonzo, Peppi, Oliver and I will be there to assist ans instruct you! :-)




Oh! Blindy's hatchlings are cute! Only three managed to live but they are healthy. Domino is a big gold but she flew and turned wild. Occasionally, she stops by for food. Burberry is only a green but is very affectionate.
Muning is a healthy brown and has the biggest eyes in his small little head. I think these two are a keeper! Addition to my fair of noisy, greedy dragonets!

Can't Think of Anything to Write...

Things So Far...

Alonzo is out having an adventure with Earl.

Blindy is nursing her eggs with my sis, Diki Mar. She and Blindy are making sure these three eggs hatch and possibly get good handlers. She won't give me one for the Harpers Hall. Don't blame her. Blindy has one eye only. Hopefully, she won't carry these traits to her hatchlings. If they did, nobody will love them as much as Diki Mar.

Aki Ria's Oliver is still hanging with me. He's a permanent fixture to my dining set.

The Story of Peppi

Peppi, or formally as Pepper, is my brown fire-lizard. My Alonzo is not only my scout and companion, he is also my living garbage disposal and egg collector. Wherry eggs for food and trade and fire-lizard eggs to sell and give to Harpers Hall. There is always a demand for these critters ever since F'nor impressed his. Years later, the fad is what tricks can yours do or what fashionable collars they wear.
So, as the MasterHarper, Sebell has tasked all journeyman/women to hand over eggs. Being an underpaid Harper, I take half back to the hall and half to the market. I have to journey, circulate the HarperHall Edicts, messages and new music, you know.

One faithful day in the coasts of Ista, Alonzo has brought the newly hatched Peppi. He was blotchy dark and light and spicy smelling so I called him Pepper then it kinda evolved to Peppi as the days gone by. First, I panicked! I took care of Alonzo with my sisters. Now, this little brown is keeling and thrashing about. It's wings were broken. I had a job to do and there was a fire-lizard wanting my attention. So, my lovable Alonzo took the time to feed, nurse and teach him. I'm glad it worked out.
Now, I have two official Fire-Lizards and three trailing around me. Earl is always close by, popping in and out, to see if I can spare him some food. Blindy hangs out too. My sis sends her to me. Oliver, my other sis' fire-lizard always hangs around too just for the food. My nerdy sis at Landing is clearly not taking care of him. These lizards needs some time to bond with their owners and share some brain juice! This blue could sure use some.





oh, Blindy gave birth to three little eggs last week!

Summer Sand and Sun Protection

The time of summer is here. Sun! Sand! Warm!
Warm but the heat of the sun is worse. You can't go between with a sunburn. It would get infected or worse. Light weight covering is always the best protection.

Speaking of Summer, it's the time of the Fire-Lizard mating! My poor baby Alonzo is out and about looking for some golds and greens.
Aki's little Oliver had reached a year now and is mature enough to hear a mating call. Poor Oliver. His tummy is too big and it makes him slow. He barely even flies.
He's not having a hard time flying after greens. But then what blue can? Greens at this part of Pern are fast. They are even faster in the South.
I think I need to find a trained green for him. Poor blue.

Wave

With my Lizard

Fighting Thread

Wheel and turn or bleed and burn
Fly between blue and green
Soar, dive, down,
Bronze and brown
Dragonmen must fly
When threads are in the sky.

dragonflight

Golden Egg of Faranth

By the Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Weyrwoman wise and true,
Breed a flight of Bronze and Brown Wing,
Breed a flight of Green and Blue.
Breed Riders, strong and daring,
Dragon-loving, born as hatched
Flight of hundred soaring skywards,
Man and Dragon fully matched.

Dragonflight

What to Write

As much as i would like to chronicle Pern, that can't be all that I do. There are so many things out there. So many possibilities!
So i am writing stories that might have occurred in Pern. i hope my readers have read Green Wing Rescue. I wrote it as possible things a dragonrider can do for the After. When Thread falls, what they would dragonriders do?

Currently, I am writing about the felines. Felines, I think are misunderstood and are actually adorable creatures. Can't have all those dragons massacring them!
Meow!


By the way, Alonzo is back from his little adventure. I think he went off to find some mates. What a stud! What a bronze!

Words to Worlds

Words, words, Turn into Worlds
Books, books, The one with no Crooks
Fancy, fancy, In a world of Fantasy
Blurry, blurry, Its a new Journey

Words, words, Please turn into Worlds
Words, words, Come take me to Worlds

Green Wing Rescue

A Short Story from FanFiction.net

Genre: Fantasy/Adventure
Rating: Fiction Rated: K+
Summary: A Rider and her green does not get along at all. When faced
with the new roles after the 9th Pass, will they set their differences aside and
save the South from devastation?

URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4040736/1/

The Duty Song

a little something I found in YouTube.com

Southern Weyr

We got invited to Southern after our little visit to Cove Hold. The Weyr has had its improvement since the days of the Oldtimers. The history of Southern Weyr started 10 Turns before the 9th Pass. F'lar sent F'nor and the Benden Weyrlings to grow up and train in the South. T'bor and Kylara are the Weyrleaders. Threadscored riders were sent to Southern to recuperate. F'nor was once sent there to recuperate from a wound. It was there he discovered Grall and the Fire-lizards. When the Oldtimers were banished, T'bor moved to High Reaches and T'kul and the rest who would not go with F'lar are sent to Southern. After the Fiasco at the open flight in Ista, D'ram took over the Southern Weyr. When he retired, young K'van flew the queen and became the new Weyrleader of Southern at age 19 Turns.

A cousin of our invited us to watch a hatching. It was very emotional. People were happy and riders were born out of children. It was clearly a Harper moment. I didn't get a chance to sing. It was time other harpers sang.

Nobody actually knowns how a dragon chooses its rider but a dragon never errs.





pictures from Dragonlovers Guide to Pern

Sisters Vacation

Me, Harper Maity, my two sisters, wher-handler Mari and Comp-tech Aki Ria are having a vacation here in Southern Continent. We first went to Southern Hold to brush up on relatives living there and are now in Paradise River. I shall show them Cove Hold next week. Was there last time and I had fun with some friends. Industry is booming even with the MasterHarper gone. We will miss him. His place hold lots of sentimental values and values in resources too. Lord Jaxom frequents there with his family. It's nice to see them from time to time.
Packtail and Yellow Fin. Diki Mari with fishes.

The Voice

"Sing, not concertize. The voice only is important now, not how you mask vocal inadequacies with pleasant strummings and clever harmony. I want to hear the voice. It is the voice we communicate with, the voice which utters the words we seek to impress on men's minds, the voice which evokes emotional response; tears, laugher, senses. Your voice in the most important, most complex, most amazing instrument of all."

-- Master Shonagar

A Rough South

To survive the Southern Continent, one must always be prepared. Prepared in mind, body and equipment.
South was always known as a hostile land for almost 2000 Turns. There are wild bugs, big felines that don't hesitate to kill even a dragon and of course, the falling threat of Thread. For Thread, the problem has been remedied. D'ram reorganized Southern Weyr and is now headed by K'van. Young as he may be, he is very competent. Imagine the smallest dragonboy to become the youngest Weyrleader!
Of course Eastern Weyr at Monaco is headed by T'gellan, once from Benden. He will not let a single thread pass his territory.

For jungle areas with no Weyr near, that would be a problem. There is vegetation to feed Thread and so, you need to find a body of water fast! That is why i have a rain coat lined with a sheet of metal on one side. Just in case I get caught off guard. Adequate food must be packed and packed well. Not all fruits are edible out there!

My sis calls me a walking supply cabin. I have everything I need in a giant bag I carry around. One will never know what one will need out there. After all, it is Southern.