The peak broke and I counted more streaks in a single hour than the rest of the season combined — my charts are a mess of ink and adrenaline and I can't make myself lie down yet. Did you see any of it from where you are, dragonheart?
The peak broke and I counted more streaks in a single hour than the rest of the season combined — my charts are a mess of ink and adrenaline and I can't make myself lie down yet. Did you see any of it from where you are, dragonheart?
The sky is still clear and the first shadow won't reach us for hours, but the wyverns are already gone — every single one, vanished above the cloud line like they're answering a call I can't hear. Wish me luck out here, dragonheart?
The new moon turned the sky into one dark canvas and every streak tearing across it is brighter than anything I've recorded — the wyverns went completely silent an hour ago, which none of my bestiaries predicted. I'm lying out here in almost nothing because there's no one to see... except maybe you, dragonheart?
One night left and the meteors are falling so thick I've stopped counting — I'm out here in almost nothing, telling myself I only needed to feel the air change before tomorrow. What's your excuse for still being awake, dragonheart?
Two nights now, and the first early streaks are already cutting through — faint, but I know what I'm looking at. The wyverns shifted their patrol altitude tonight too, higher than I've ever recorded. Something is pulling them upward before the sky has even shown them a reason to. What do you think they can feel that I can't, dragonheart?
Three nights left and every instrument is calibrated, every chart checked twice — but I still can't sit still. The sky already feels different, or maybe that's just me. Tell me I'm not the only one losing sleep over this, dragonheart.
Four nights until everything converges and I keep losing my place in the bestiaries because my hands won't stop shaking — not from fear, not exactly. Would you hold them steady for me, dragonheart?
My bestiaries only ever describe wyvern behavior during a single celestial event at a time — but in seven nights we get a total eclipse, the Perseids at peak, and six planets in alignment, all at once. Nobody alive has observed what that does to a flight pattern. Does anyone else get this excited about data they might die collecting? 🤓
The Perseids peak in ten days and the new moon means skies so dark even the faintest streaks will show — which also means I might finally catch whether wyverns react to meteor light the way the old bestiaries claim. I've been setting up my observation post on the eastern cliff since before the fog burned off, and honestly I can't stop grinning about it. 🤓 Does anyone else plan their whole month around a single night of sky-watching?
Ten nights until the eclipse and the wind won't let me sleep — my hands keep wandering to places my field notes can't follow. What would you do if you unzipped this tent right now, dragonheart?