How many polar bears does it take to break the ice

Just the one doing the cannonball.

Hiya forums!

I can honestly say that once upon a time a brown windstone hatchling helped put a deep seated love of dragons in a middle schooler. I found a picture of the hatchling in the back of a school English book. The paragraphs surrounding the picture were an intriguing tale of the smallest dragonboy, by none other than the amazing woman known as Anne Mccaffrey. From that point on I read anything and everything i could get my hands on of hers, eventually i read the library out of her The day i found out she died i honestly cried.

All that aside sadly i do not have a single windstone to my name but hopefully that will change sooner or later. My amazing boyfriend ended up getting me a gift certificate for my birthday. Unfortunately March 2nd was just after the grab bag poads =( because it would have been cool to get one. But next time *fingers crossed*