I opened my thoughts to Thracnaw again, but the elation from flying had worn off and he sensed the worry in my thoughts.
“I have to go back. My parents-“
“Don’t worry. They think you are at school now. Dragons have special magic we can use. Each dragon’s magic is tailored to them. My magic is based around getting normal humans to ignore things. Of course, it doesn’t work on Gradians, but then, they are born to work with dragons. My daughter’s magic is tailored to combat, not my personal choice, but with her mother, that’s hardly surprising.” Here the dragon’s thoughts became sad. “She was headstrong, beautiful, brave. She died in combat with Decaleloss, something no other dragon would dare to attempt. I CAN NOT let my daughter go the same way.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t need sympathy” Thracnaw snapped
“Ok. I understand.”
We were silent for a bit, then I piped up; “What are Gradians?”
“Human people who are born in the Cantanu cloud system. They either find a dragon to be their Spire or work equipping, healing or training dragons to fight should the need arise. It is very rare for an outsider to be a Spire. An outsider is a non-gradian, a normal human. An outsider can become a Gradian when she or he is graded with a dragon, but, like I said, that is rare. When a Gradian finds his or her spire, it doesn’t stop them from having a normal life; going to school, getting a job, falling in love, getting married, having kids. The only difference is that when the Gradian falls in love, the Gradian’s dragon will too, with the other Gradian’s dragon. If the other Gradian doesn’t have a dragon, then the dragon is doomed to a life without love. No spire wants that for his or her dragon, so many people in that situation choose to move on so their dragon can find love. It’s so sad when that happens, but I guess that’s the price to pay for being a spire.”
I thought about that for a while, but I was careful to keep a mental barrier over my thoughts. After a while, Thracnaw nudged me with his head. I opened my thoughts again.
“I’ve been trying to get through to you for ages,” he thought in an annoyed tone. “We’re nearly there.”