I closed my thoughts to him so I could think in
private. In a proper pairing, wouldn’t both sides want to share all their
thoughts? They would have to be in perfect harmony to be a pair, so this
thoughts-sharing-thing would really work. But what if they wanted to speak out
loud? I opened my thoughts again.
“Can you speak? I mean, to people
who aren’t your Spires?”
“Of course I can speak. Well,
only to other dragons. I don’t need to speak to humans until I have my Spire,
and then my Spire can translate. If I want to speak to other dragons, I do
this:”
They he gave a sort of quiet roar, loud enough so I could hear him but
quiet enough not to wake the whole city.
“You understand that? There’s like a dragon language? That’s so cool!”
“You understand that? There’s like a dragon language? That’s so cool!”
I had always liked linguistics, and I liked that they had their own
language.
“I just made a polite
greeting to an elder or otherwise superior
in dragon language. There are twenty different types of greeting. I would use
that greeting to someone who had a higher job position and was older than me. ”
I was enthralled, and wanted him to tell me more, but then we started
to dip downwards towards the center of the city. I was a bit disappointed; I
loved flying; it had the most euphoric feeling. I supposed it would be even
better for Landa, as he was paired with Thracnaw. When he came back, I would be
redundant, left to go home and face a normal boring life. I had always wanted
adventure, and I was getting it, but how could I turn my back on all of this
when my adventure was over? We landed with a bump in a square in front of the
three big buildings. I slid down Thracnaw’s back, feeling the elation of flying
wearing off, onto the nice bouncy ground.
‘Now,’ he thought to me, ‘we must go to see the Grade Queen Pair’
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