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Monday, August 23rd, 2010 10:21 pm
my life reading fic
How to make me pout myself into hysteria (if you are not ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
akavertigo, who already does that):
Dragonriders of Pern Kradam - I did not know how much I wanted this and it is only two comments. Dammit. To be honest, I didn't know I wanted it. Now I do. I want like, a series of strangely intriguing novels, and yeah, I agree; if I were a greenrider, I'd be like, stabbing people when they said my dragon was proddy. Oh yeah. See if they liked that prodding.
I am connecting.
So basically I'm going to be torturing myself for a while reading prompt answers blind never knowing if they are finished (if you are one of those who wrote like, multipost porn and then stopped and at least one involved spanking? Oh my God. I almost failed a script at work out of spite or possibly like, not paying attention, IDK).
akavertigo, who already does that):Dragonriders of Pern Kradam - I did not know how much I wanted this and it is only two comments. Dammit. To be honest, I didn't know I wanted it. Now I do. I want like, a series of strangely intriguing novels, and yeah, I agree; if I were a greenrider, I'd be like, stabbing people when they said my dragon was proddy. Oh yeah. See if they liked that prodding.
I am connecting.
So basically I'm going to be torturing myself for a while reading prompt answers blind never knowing if they are finished (if you are one of those who wrote like, multipost porn and then stopped and at least one involved spanking? Oh my God. I almost failed a script at work out of spite or possibly like, not paying attention, IDK).
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From:Story preview post.
But since I'm overdue:
The roars repeated again. The bluish-green dragon raised its throat to bellow in bell-like tones. Then a green dragon, it's scales dappled and shading to a shimmering gold, landed on the ground level, trotting to a halt just a dragon's length or two away from John. Its wings stirred a wafting breeze, kicking up dust that John blinked away, turning his face. Even the smaller greens were massive.
Its rider clambered off, grumbling to himself. "I have to deal with the wherry-farming, rock-headed... You!" The man raised his voice and pointed in John's direction.
John looked behind himself for another rider. But he was alone.
"No, I mean the wine casks--yes, you!" The rider approached, head lowered in a stubborn hunch, the wide line of his mouth set in a sideways scowl. "No tourists in the lower caverns."
John patted the wine cask, deftly maneuvering his wine sack behind his hip. "Just delivering the Benden tithe." He gave the rider a disingenuous smile.
The rider huffed. "Well, you took your sweet time about it." He gazed up at the stack, momentarily derailed. "It's a good haul anyway."
He made a preemptory wave of his hand, shooing John, the Lord Holder Heir Apparent to seat of Benden Hold, like he was a common drudge. "Now scram. We have important dragonrider business beyond your feeble comprehension to attend to."
As far as John could tell, all the dragons were doing were settling in to sleep. But he said, "Sure thing."
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