posted on May, 23 2017 @ 01:27 AM
A SYMBIOTIC BOND
Forward THE SEARCH FOR LOVE
Enough! I have mourned. I have mourned for ten years. Oh Kirra, we loved, we loved for a time equivalent to three of your lifetimes. You were and
always will be my first love. There were just too many wraiths, and yet, we saved multitudes of innocents. I was not the only Great Dragon to lose
my beloved that dark night. Half of my Flight died. Four Great Dragons and six Riders out of ten Pairs, yet, we did as was right. Other Pairs
mourned our losses and sent admiration for our conduct. The Great Queens were sorrowful at the losses, but impressed by the outcome. Every Wraith
destroyed by talon and Arcane Fire!
It is time. I am a Great Dragon, a Silver at that! With Kirra, we were Flight Leaders. Now I am incomplete, a shadow. It is time to find another
Rider. Yes Kirra, you would have told me to stop wasting time many years ago, but it takes time to put aside the Bond of pure love, of pure joy that
we shared, that all Pairs share. Yes, it is time.
I sent my mind to my Weyr Queen and told her of my decision and where I was headed. It lifted her spirits. She had been concerned and yet, out of
respect for the Bond that was lost, she would never have interfered. Such is grief to a Great Dragon.
I was fit. As I took wing, I realized I had subconsciously been preparing for some time. Getting back into shape physically and mentally. I climbed
using Arcane Power to assist. Lesser avian species could fly, but only Great Dragons could race sounds on the wind. The joy of Arcane flight. Yes,
I was ready, joy had returned to my soul!
At altitude, I set an Arcane Shield to enclose a sphere of air for the journey. It had been two hundred and forty two years since I had visited
Terra. I wonder if they had progressed at all. Well, no need for wonderment, I would know soon enough.
Careful calculation for the first leg and I Transferred. The absence of everything. I toyed with the idea of making shifting light patterns, Kirra
had loved those to replace the void of nothingness when we slipped between worlds. But she is gone and I am here.
I came out of the Transfer above the plane of the solar system, located the third planet, cloaked out of habit and to keep within the suggested Rules
of Conduct and Transferred high above the Southern Polar region. I realized that I was heading for the same general area that I had found Kirra. It
was a fitting tribute to my lost beloved.
I concentrated and cleansed the air and myself of any pathogens before terminating my Shield. I scanned for the mental signature of a Ressalon
Artificial Intelligence and quickly found her. Her task was to monitor Terra.
I linked our minds, “Nautilus, it is I, Lerinth, Silver Great Dragon, searching for a Rider.”
She replied very quickly, “Greetings Lerinth, I will be happy to aid your search in any way possible. When was the last time you visited Earth?”
I replied, “Two hundred and forty two years ago.”
She chuckled, “I am sending you some data, you are in for a little surprise, they have progressed. Are you going to start in the same area that you
found Kirra?”
It was no surprise that Naughty remembered. AIs never forget. She had been here for well over a thousand years running as a submerged craft all that
time. Yet her thoughts were warming to the spirit.
“Yes, I thought I would start in the same little town!”
She chuckled again, sending, “Town no longer. It is a city with over five million Humans. Sending a data stream including language update! Send
to me if you have needs, any need at all!”
I processed the data stream. Language update was an easy one. Flying machines! They have flying machines? Land transport machines, oh, cars,
trucks and busses, with a caution to avoid getting hit by one when in alternate forms. Weapons to watch for. Suggested rules. Cautions on
technology that record audio and sight. Satellites that see and record! Well, they have been busy little Humans. Sadly, they were still killing
each other and in greater numbers. Atomic weapons? Why? Oh, mutually assured destruction. What utterly evil mind thought up that insane concept?
Oh well, each society has its quirks I suppose. There it is, suggested animal forms for various regions. Suggested alternative form for Australia
was a German shepherd dog.
Personally I preferred the big cats on this planet but a dog it had to be. Apparently Australia had no big cats. That would explain why people got
upset last time. That thought amused me. I checked my Cloaking Spell and made the short Transfer to the city. I landed in a large well kept area of
grass bordering a river. The data suggested it was park lands meant for recreational activities. A little concentration to get the alternative form
in my mind, followed by an application of Power for the shift.
I shook myself. Hmm, didn’t feel too bad. Fairly large form, fast, good powerful jaw for combat, tearing teeth, toenails for grip, not bad at all!
I laid down under a tree. I swapped my Cloaking Spell for an Arcane Aversion Field. My Cloak took effort to maintain while an Aversion Spell was
set and forget. Humans would not register my presence, in fact their eyes would not look straight at me. I was not invisible but close to it. Their
cameras would see me, but the Human mind would not.
I started scanning for young Human minds with Arcane signatures. I didn’t mind if the Arcane abilities were active or latent. These things were
within my power to change. It took a while, the only interruption was to hunt. Large birds that lived on the river were easy prey. A mental stun so
they did not suffer, a thank you to their spirit for the meal and a quick death. They were quite tasty. The river provided drinking water, my needs
were met very well.