An Eggcellent Shift

It has been an Earthly week at most since I returned to Annwn. As I wait for the ice dragons to show up to the agreed upon meeting place, I smooth the top of the egg gently as it stays safely in a little ‘nest’ of a pouch my mother had made for me to wear. It seemed the egg did far better near me than any other fire dragon, and I can only assume it is because of the connection between me and Max.

I still don’t know if I’m doing any of this egg-raising right, but if the egg wants to be near me, I will not complain. I am happier knowing it is safe, and that there is still some connection between us. My only actual concern is the hatchling assuming I am its mother, or rather, its father.

Finally, two of the ice dragons make their way into my view. I’m not too familiar with the new leaders of their people, but they’ve long since moved on from having Hafgan rule over them. I’m not even sure if they even care or remember his name anymore. Either way, I just hope they don't think this egg