Post by Kouga on Aug 8, 2006 23:16:23 GMT -5
These were written by Jackie, a person who helped me start this group on AG2
Egg One - Hatched Green Erkendth
Delicately shaded in the rustic tans and browns of a barren desert, this small egg is almost a living picture. Sand sweeps across the shell of this egg, glittering tan and yellow against a darker, mysteriously brown background. A storm is on the horizon, as a smudge of grey invades the crown of this ovoid. The mesmerizing pattering of wind and sand across the surface entices viewers into circling the egg, as if to find a source.
Egg Two - Hatched Green Reinenth
The towering peaks of mountains dominate the desolate, icy surface of this large egg. Steeples of dark brown jut into the icy grey crown of the egg, sticking out as prominent towers above the desolate wastes of the brown base. Majestic, yet dangerous, these mountain kings rule all around them, and give an air of icy, frigid crevices and dangerous cliff sides. The egg itself is rough to the touch, and positioned almost perfectly vertical in the sands.
Egg Three - Hatched Blue Mandarth
The depths of the oceans await all who place their gaze upon the surface of this tiny egg. Small in stature, but infinite in wonder, the glassy surface gives the impression of deep, dark water. Inky blackness and soft greys flow freely along the smooth surface, likening this egg to a glass mirror, or clear ocean depth. If one looks hard enough, they may just see the wonders of the universe depicted within the depths of this haunting, yet beautiful, egg.
Egg Four - Hatched Green Onusth
Swaying in the breeze, to a rythm all it's own, the grasses of the plain are as if frozen upon this shell. Tall, whispy strands of greenish-brown grow thich at the base, and thin towards the top, all leaning in a singular direction as if moved by an invisible hand, or breeze. The paleness of the crown acts as the sky, and a feeling of peace, calm, and warmth prevades.
Egg Five - Hatched Blue Gewoonth
A wild jungle overtakes the surface of the medium sized egg. Splotches of all different hues of brown, even some greens, mottle the shell in leafy, earthy patterns. Dark, rich soil dominates the base, allowing the deep greens and browns to tangle upwards in a struggle for survival, and quest for the sun. It's not to be found on this egg, but that doesn't stop the overgrowth from reaching to the crown of the egg. A denseness to the shell only hightens the feel of oppressive humidity and dense foliage.
Egg Six - Hatched Brown Hiexpetoth
The snowy wastes, a desloate place, isolate the shell of this egg, dooming it to remain apart from it's bretheren until it's life is over. White-washed greys, silvers, and even white itself, dominate the shell of this larger egg. A dance of light and dark, struggling to overtake each other. It's difficult to see what is ground, and what is wind, in this snowy blizzard of a shell. The icy feel and ultimate sense of loss of direction send shivers over those that come too close.
Egg Seven - Hatched Bronze Zwaarth
Cool and calm, greens and browns, tans and greys, mingle here upon the shell of this smooth, small egg. Dense and dark at the bottom, stalks of brown, sprinkled with forestal greens as they grow towards the pale, clear crown. A calm, springy forest, new in growth and rich with life. Here, or there, a tiny creature might be seen behind the splotch of brown trunk, twinkle of green leaf, and dense, rich soil.
Egg Eight - Hatched Green "Tree Hatchlng"
Lumps of grassy browns, and trinkles of silvery-blue decorate the smooth shell of the larger egg. A tranquil scene of summer in the hills. Smooth flowing rivers run placidly between the hilly lumps, towards the base of the egg and into the sand beneath. The glitter of light across them suggests the actual movement of water, and with a little imagination, one can see the clouds move, and the streams flow, and even feel the warm summer breeze upon their cheeks.
Egg One - Hatched Green Erkendth
Delicately shaded in the rustic tans and browns of a barren desert, this small egg is almost a living picture. Sand sweeps across the shell of this egg, glittering tan and yellow against a darker, mysteriously brown background. A storm is on the horizon, as a smudge of grey invades the crown of this ovoid. The mesmerizing pattering of wind and sand across the surface entices viewers into circling the egg, as if to find a source.
Egg Two - Hatched Green Reinenth
The towering peaks of mountains dominate the desolate, icy surface of this large egg. Steeples of dark brown jut into the icy grey crown of the egg, sticking out as prominent towers above the desolate wastes of the brown base. Majestic, yet dangerous, these mountain kings rule all around them, and give an air of icy, frigid crevices and dangerous cliff sides. The egg itself is rough to the touch, and positioned almost perfectly vertical in the sands.
Egg Three - Hatched Blue Mandarth
The depths of the oceans await all who place their gaze upon the surface of this tiny egg. Small in stature, but infinite in wonder, the glassy surface gives the impression of deep, dark water. Inky blackness and soft greys flow freely along the smooth surface, likening this egg to a glass mirror, or clear ocean depth. If one looks hard enough, they may just see the wonders of the universe depicted within the depths of this haunting, yet beautiful, egg.
Egg Four - Hatched Green Onusth
Swaying in the breeze, to a rythm all it's own, the grasses of the plain are as if frozen upon this shell. Tall, whispy strands of greenish-brown grow thich at the base, and thin towards the top, all leaning in a singular direction as if moved by an invisible hand, or breeze. The paleness of the crown acts as the sky, and a feeling of peace, calm, and warmth prevades.
Egg Five - Hatched Blue Gewoonth
A wild jungle overtakes the surface of the medium sized egg. Splotches of all different hues of brown, even some greens, mottle the shell in leafy, earthy patterns. Dark, rich soil dominates the base, allowing the deep greens and browns to tangle upwards in a struggle for survival, and quest for the sun. It's not to be found on this egg, but that doesn't stop the overgrowth from reaching to the crown of the egg. A denseness to the shell only hightens the feel of oppressive humidity and dense foliage.
Egg Six - Hatched Brown Hiexpetoth
The snowy wastes, a desloate place, isolate the shell of this egg, dooming it to remain apart from it's bretheren until it's life is over. White-washed greys, silvers, and even white itself, dominate the shell of this larger egg. A dance of light and dark, struggling to overtake each other. It's difficult to see what is ground, and what is wind, in this snowy blizzard of a shell. The icy feel and ultimate sense of loss of direction send shivers over those that come too close.
Egg Seven - Hatched Bronze Zwaarth
Cool and calm, greens and browns, tans and greys, mingle here upon the shell of this smooth, small egg. Dense and dark at the bottom, stalks of brown, sprinkled with forestal greens as they grow towards the pale, clear crown. A calm, springy forest, new in growth and rich with life. Here, or there, a tiny creature might be seen behind the splotch of brown trunk, twinkle of green leaf, and dense, rich soil.
Egg Eight - Hatched Green "Tree Hatchlng"
Lumps of grassy browns, and trinkles of silvery-blue decorate the smooth shell of the larger egg. A tranquil scene of summer in the hills. Smooth flowing rivers run placidly between the hilly lumps, towards the base of the egg and into the sand beneath. The glitter of light across them suggests the actual movement of water, and with a little imagination, one can see the clouds move, and the streams flow, and even feel the warm summer breeze upon their cheeks.