Logfile from Taini. Tai goes to settle in a warm spot with her son, and is surrounded by other parents. And relatives. Outside heavy clouds hide the spectacular show of color as the sun sets, leaving only pervasive grey, blustery winds, and walls of snow that spins and whirls with each gust. Hiding away from this is N'tan, lounging across a trio of tiers while he watches his son roam back and forth against the rail, counting eggs and talking to the dragon parents as if they might actually... read more
