I just got home y’all, tonight was such a magical experience. I cried. I screamed. I felt really blessed to have experienced it with two wonderful friends and I love all of BTS 10x more now, I don’t know how explain it fully…
It’s that hour again, so it seems. The sentimental hour. The hour where thoughts seem to get… a bit depressing. It happens to all of us, sometimes it hurts, sometimes it causes confusion, and sometimes it creates more questions than answers.
Zack looked at his phone, no one was on. It wasn’t like he really needed to talk right now. Not to people but…
Zack has entered the chatroom
>: You know… I don’t feel right sometimes.
>: It’s like I’m depressed but I’m not.
>: I’m not sad but then again I’m not exactly happy either.
>: I can laugh and joke around and smile. I can cry and feel angry. But at night it feels empty.
>: You see, it feels like people are moving and growing and striving for something and I’m… just here.
>: Like I want to follow and move and grow but I’ve fallen into a hole and no matter how hard I try I can’t get out.
>: But I’m not naive. I know I am not the only one who feels this way. Even the people who I perceive as moving may feel stagnant in their eyes. But I just can’t help it.
>: I understand that it’s normal to feel this way, even though it feels so abnormal.
>: heh, why even bring it up?
>: You can all say, “Same” “I feel this a lot” “I feel this everyday” but what does that do for me?
>: Selfish isn’t it? But can’t help it.
<: Well it lets you know you’re not alone.
>: I already know this. But it feels like I am alone.
<: Because you are.
<: In a sense. <: Sure you have this as some form of social interaction but out there you’re alone.
<: And in here you can only go so far. <: You can make a few steps and go here and there but then what? <: … <:Well? Then what?
>: I’m trying to figure that out.
<: For how long? Hmm?
>: Until I have an answer.
<: and that answer is in your little safe bubble? <: It’s only in there? No where else?
>: I have places where I get out of my safe bubble.
<: They’re not really “places”. It’s just another location where a safe bubble is waiting for you.
>: I want to… get out. But it’s
<: So you’ll never move? You’re always going to be stuck here? <: Waiting for an answer that’s out there? <: Out there where there’s no one. No one you can really talk to.
>: I have people who I can talk to out there.
<: No, the out there you’re talking about is still in here. I’m talking about OUT there.
>: It’s intimidating.
<: That’s the way it goes. <: But you have to try.
>: I am
<: Not hard enough. <: You want to know why everyone is moving and you’re still just here? <: Because they face what they fear, and even if it’s hard, they go OUT there. <: and you? You stay in here. <: Where it’s safe <: Where you’re sure no one will hurt you. <: Where you’re sure you will never fail. <: Where you can’t even grow. Not enough at least. <: You’re a plant whose roots are all tangled, trying to prosper but has no where to go.
>: I will, one day.
<: one day? <: maybe one week? <: One year?
>: I’m trying.
<: Not hard enough. <: So when? <: When will you let your roots spread and grow?
Zack has left the chatroom
**I’ll delete this later. since it has nothing to do with the story. He’s just a good way for me to say what I want to say to myself.
The island that the clan resides on is situated atop a myriad of leyline intersections, the majority of which are located beneath the main settlement. These intersections cause huge amounts of magic to seep up to the surface, tainting the plant and animal life. Crystals grow naturally from the ground as well as particularly magic-rich trees and the like.
So, it goes without saying that as beings held together solely by magic and completely dependent on it for survival, dragons would be prone to the same phenomena. Adult dragons are not liable to have crystalline growths unless they spent an exuberant amount of time near the most concentrated areas of magic dispersal. However, the same cannot be said of children born on the island. As they are in a period of time during which their bodies undergo immense physical changes and growth, the formation of crystals is far more likely to appear in a matter of years as opposed to decades.
Another area of concentrated leyline intersections is located in and around the Stargrove Orchards. Crystals grow naturally from magic vents in the ground
alongside the trees in the orchards. Only on very rare occasions have residents of the nearby villages been victim of crystalline growths emerging from their limbs and/or extremities. However, one of the orchard tenders, T’lekah, has consistently worked with the trees while pregnant and tending to her children. As a result, they have developed crystalline antlers as opposed to the typical sets made of bone and marrow.
The first signs of crystal growth begin after infancy and in the toddler years. The growth begins at the base of the children’s antlers and slowly overtakes the established bone structures, eventually completely replacing the tissue with concentrated magic, much like bone matter is replaced with minerals during fossilization.
By the time that a child has fully matured, their antlers are completely overtaken by crystal, making for a dazzling pair of appendages. The crystal growths also appear on the children’s arms, but are far smaller and easy to pick away during bathing.
As the crystalline structure would continue to grow and spread as the children age, threatening to overtake their skull and damage their health, small, delicate runes have been inscribed along their antlers. These runes contain future growth to the preexisting crystal, rather than allowing it to run rampant about their bodies. As such, their antlers continue to grow as they age and their bodies are naturally exposed to
Sornieth’s latent magic for longer periods of time. However, crystals cease to appear on other elements of their anatomy, saving them from horribly painful debilitating circumstances later in life. Should one of their antlers be damaged or broken, the lost element would return eventually, but never to the full size and extent as before.