See the Crystal Visions Gold Zaislinth

Breathy shades of moonlit amber twist and turn across her slim form, a thousand ripples dappling her hide in an ever changing mantle of white-gold glory. Gilt-etched crystal frames kitten-soft whirlpool eyes, whispers of lambent sunshine embraceing her charmingly elegant headknobs and a gently rounded nose before fading to shimmering topaz along her delicate throat. Soft ribbons of silvered flame cross her slender chest, weaving over smooth flanks to linger on lithe limbs and deepen to warmer peach on dainty paws where lustrous ivory shimmers as razor-edged talons. Her angelic lines continue with natural grace, the sheen of hot honey seeping through creamy satin hide on trim haunches and spilling in heated waves to engulf a sylphlike tail with buttermilk froth. Pearly threads knot and tangle over narrow 'ridges, skeins of platinum silk braid into graceful wingspars and fray over golden gossamer sails stained with a touch of palest apricot-rose, haunted with the ghostly echo of fire-opal's passion.

Egg Name and Description


Golden Beaches Egg
Gently sweeping saffron sands curl amongst themselves with the soft hues of mahogany, ocher and gold, writhing about to become the perfect example of a piece of coastal land, cast in the warm, waning light rays of a sun's setting moment. A distinct line of dark brown marks the horizon, and above which the blaring hues of the golden star blast forth into the darkening sky with shades of tangerine, fiery red, magnificent gold, and then darkening into pale blues, rich violets, and even black the closer night gets to the end of the day. Tiny speckles of color here and there, out of place it would seem on the shell of this larger than normal ovoid sphere, take the shapes of people, wearing hats, carrying umbrellas, trying to skitter back to their homes away from the cool weather that naturally comes with the dawn of night, and the setting of the day.

Hatching Message

Saffron sands tremble and shiver, sifting away from the smooth surface of the Golden Beaches Egg. A line of dark brown cracks, splitting shell while sparkles of color are finally freed to skitter off in a shower of shards. Fractures continue, racing across the ovoid in a sudden web of strain as the dragonet inside fights the stifling confinement of her position and what is surely the tip of a gleaming ivory talon sparkles suddenly amidst the gold. For a moment, it is still, poised before the storm. Then the heat of the golden star is burst asunder, fiery hues shattering into a deluge of glittering fragments that settle on the sands like a carpet at the feet of the occupant.

Impression Message

Little tendrils of light reach for the edge of your mind, tentatively testing what they sense. Colours bleed through the touch, a radiant psychic sunshine that grows in brightness but so slowly 'tis almost imperceptible at first. Then time slows down so that within the space of a heartbeat, rainbow gold and ivory explode into your mind, a flood of brilliance that is almost blinding. Yet there is more, expanding through your senses faster than sound: a clean, crisp scent cuts through to the core of your being, vanilla-ish with ginger and musk, distinctive and unlike anything you have ever sensed before. A love envelopes you, so profound that any other emotion is lost in it's depth and you know with deepest certainty that you will never ever be alone again. « Ah, Jezzara. » Your name is whispered, sighed softly in a gently soprano voice that speaks only to you. Another wave of sensation washes through you, beginning with ripples of iridescent white-gold that trail a comforting murmur uncannily like the sound of a waterfall. Then her scent once more lingers in your perceptions. « For you, Jezzara, I am Zaislinth. » For you, for the other half of her soul.



Zaislinth is a gracious, sunny soul at heart. Innocent, unsophisticated and always believing the best of people. A dreamer, yes, but despite this she is not out of touch with reality she just views it through rose-tinted glasses. She also tends to the romantic and will be inclined to match-make in her own way. Strongly negative emotions are a mystery to her. Truly. Fear? Anger? She cannot *understand* them. Unlike her dam, she is not aquatinted with the darker side of life. But she understands loneliness: that's how she felt before she found *you*. She's impulsive, never one to plan or plot. Don't mistake her for a simple-minded dragon, never that. She's intelligent, sometimes startlingly so. Despite her bias towards the positive interpretations of *everything*, she doesn't miss much.

However, Zaislinth does dream and this is her mystical side. What she sees in people or dragons may mystify you but she is unerring when it comes to seeing the good side of someone's nature. « He'll make a good father. » she'll tell you, and sure as she said it, when that bronze fathers a clutch, he'll prove devoted on the Sands. She can be fanciful as well, waxing eloquent on a wide range of topics. Her imagination is uncannily vivid for a dragon and she'll be able to fling immensely complex visions into your mind. You had better learn to cope with information overload because she'll never be able to resist.The one abiding thing that ties everything together is love. She adores you with her entire being - heart, mind and soul. Unconditional. Also, she loves anyone you are fond of and who loves you back. And she is always affectionate in a friendly sort of way to everyone else.

In flights, Zaislinth turns capricious. Normally, she's flirtatious in a straightforward sort of way. No game playing, just honest interest. But the pressure, the restlessness of proddiness drives her into the sky and once there, she's whimsical and fickle, more likely to tease by staying just out of reach and sky-dancing than by running away. And when she's caught, she gives it everything, all her passion, all her love and all her energy. You will be simply swept along, like driftwood. ;)

On the Sands, Zaislinth is a dutiful, affectionate mother. She's not obsessive though and tends not to mind overly much if you don't stay by her side all day long, so long as she can reach you with her mind. Indeed, she'll be perfectly happy to nap, probably sprawled comfortably across the Sands right in front of the entrance to the tunnel. Unlike her dam, she'll react badly to anyone *else* on the sands besides you and maybe the rider of the clutch-dad. They are, after all, her babies and humans can't possibly know a *thing* about them!

Zaislinth is a very curious and often unsure dragonet. She wasn't gifted with much initial self-confidence and for the first few months, she may well be rather shy. However, time will change this and as she matures, she becomes much more certain of herself. It's experience she lacks at the beginning and she is sensitive enough to feel this acutely. She also feels that she'll only be applauded/approved of when she's doing it 'right'. While not a perfectionist by any means, she does worry about embarrassing herself and you. She's very sensitive to the opinions of others in those early months but again, once she matures and has had that time bonding with you, she worries much less. You love her and that becomes the important thing.

Physically, she does tend to be gawky, almost lanky as a Weyrling. While not precisely awkward, she does sometimes wonder just *how* her feet ended up where they did. And oh, how she itches in those first turns! Itch, itch, itch. Anywhere and everywhere but her particular itchy spot is on top of her paws. She'll always like a scratch there. Her talons tend be a bit vulnerable too and you'll quickly learn to double-check them for chips, splits and cracks.

When Zaislinth goes proddy for the first time, it'll be an unsettling experience for her. Rather than go all flirty or the like, she'll be restless. Fidgety. For a dragon who is normally quite happy to laze about the beach, she'll suddenly not be able to sit still. Time will mellow this reaction but you'll always be able to anticipate Flights by seeing how fretful and restive she is. Her first Flight is likely to be something of a wild ride. She won't give you much trouble in the feeding grounds and once in the air, all you can do is hang on. She doesn't know where she's going from one moment to the next and she's likely to indulge in the most reckless aerobatics Xanadu sees in a goldflight! The experience won't bother her once it's all over though. She'll just go back to her sunny self, quite contented with the outcome.

Why Jezzara? It was the cheerfulness that called to Zaislinth. Being a forever optimistic and positive-biased soul herself, she wanted and needed a lifemate who had positive emotions to the fore. There was also the sense of loneliness and homesickness. That's very familiar to her: she felt so very lonely before she Impressed you and your feelings were like a lodestone to her. She senses strength in you, the resilience that lets you pick yourself up after being left on the Sands the first time, as well as the energy and intensity of your personality. The complexity of your mind entrances her! It told her you are someone she could share with, who was ready for the intensity of Impression and able to deal with her own strong self.


Radiant Whispers of Sunshine
Zaislinth's voice in your head is a whisper of intricate sound. Soprano, yes, but *almost* mezzo-soprano. Gold and ivory are her mental colors, iridescent almost and very reminiscent of sunshine pouring through glass prisms. And her mental scent is clean, crisp and refreshing. Vanilla-ish, with a bit of musk and ginger. It's not a scent you know from anywhere else — it's uniquely Zaislinth.


Zaislinth was derived from 'aislinn', Irish for 'dream'. Following the Irish, it should be pronounced 'zash-linth'. Or, it could be pronounced phonetically as 'zays-slinth'. This name was chosen because it matched the dragon's inspiration and suited what you asked for in a name.

Song Lyrics:

'Dreams' by The Corrs
Music and Lyrics: Stevie Nicks

Now here you go again, you say you want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down.
It’s only right that you should play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness, like a heart beat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had,
And what you lost

Yeah, thunder only happens when its raining
Players only love you when their playing
Yeah women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know
You’ll know

Now here I go again, I see the crystal vision
Well I keep my visions to myself
It’s only me that wants to wrap around your dreams
And have you any dreams you’d like to sell

Dreams of your loneliness, like a heart beat,
drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had,
And what you lost

Thunder only happens when its raining
Players only love you when their playing
Yeah women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know

Yeah thunder only happens when its raining
Players only love you when their playing
Yeah women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know

You will know, you will know, you will know…


Name See the Crystal Visions Gold Zaislinth
Dam Gold Frydath
Sire Bronze Valenth
Created By Tristjen, Qyh
Impressee Jezzara
Hatched January 26, 2002
Xanadu Weyr
PernWorld MUSH

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