Rin, known as Lady Kitra Mimetes on Holy Worlds made these crocheted dragons for me!
(If you'd like to see the pattern, it is here: The Leaky Cauldron)
The tan one is named Krioson. (His name is pronounced: Kuh -rhye - Oh -Son).
The blue one is named Saphieka (Her name is pronounced: Saff - I - Kah).
They are from my work in progress, 'Rider Of Pure Motion'.
How did I choose their coloring? Hehe, it wasn't a complicated process. ;)
After I read Eragon when I was about 13, I went dragon crazy and started drawing dragons.
*Points to first drawing* (Yeaaah... I've never been good at drawing. *Grins*)
I thought Kri was the cutest out of the dragons I had drawn, so he became my favorite. Later, when I actually began trying to write a story, I went back and chose from the nineteen dragons I had drawn to be in my book. Eventually I ended up with five dragons that stayed in my story.
|I made changes later on to how they looked. (Spines, horns, etc.)|
|These drawings were drawn a few months after the first set.|
|Saphieka's name used to be Safire, until I decided she needed a more original sounding name.|
I'm not totally satisfied with this back cover text (or whatever you'd call it) but here you go anyways:
Anza, a girl with unusual powers, tries to hide from the world in the shadows of the North Carolina Mountains - hurt, angry, and intent on forgetting. After narrowly escaping the police, she is suddenly responsible for a run-away orphan who is in possession of five large gem stones, and left wondering what to do next. When two of the stones hatch as dragons a few days later, she has to face the reality that more people are coming to claim the remaining eggs and her quiet, hidden existence has ended. Now with three others to look after, and more on the way, how long before her secrets will come out?
As people she thought she'd never see again arrive and the past resurfaces, she struggles to maintain control of something much bigger than her. By the time she lets go of her hate and mistrust will it be too late to find a new future?
And here's the (current) prologue (I've completely changed it several times) :
I don't know when I decided to stop caring.
Maybe it was when my only friend began to use me.
Or maybe it was when she turned on me.
It could have been the night when Jared came to taunt me.
I just decided it wasn't worth it to care anymore. . .
But I think the real question is,
When did I start hating?
I think it was the night my parents died.
Or the day Denise screamed at me.
Even the night I slammed Jared against the wall; it's his fault she hates me now.
Hating is even easier than pretending not to care.
When I'm filled with anger I don't have to think about how empty I feel.
And thus ends this random mishmash of: the wonderful dragons Rin made, an explanation of why they are those colors, pictures showing my complete lack of drawing skills, and a teeny bit about my book that I may never actually finish writing. ;)
~Ophelia - Marie