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Date Posted: 20:05:55 07/12/01 Thu
Author: Iritem
Subject: "Well, well"

She said, having her peak of the eggs on the sand as every other member of the Dran had by now. "This looks rather promising." She grinned and continued down the hallway. She might have a chance after all. "It's about time we have another clutch on the sands. Been over a year since the last." She mused to herself as she walked on.

Iritem had stood at the last hatching, though none of the young dragons had found her to their liking. She figured it was all for the better though. More time to think. Besides, not all found their match their second time on the sands, or even the third or fourth, as she knew had happened to Coremar who'd stood on the sands for several years, moreso than she had, and look at what a wonderful match she found?

Yes, this clutch was definately promising, especially considering the possibilities of those eggs. So many of them, and many colors never before imagined to exist. She reached the familar door of the candidate's quarters and turned the nob, pushing it open. She was greeted by a few of the other candidates who's voices were noticably exited. She smiled in return and continued to her room in the girl's corridor.

Shuffling through her chest at the foot of the bed she grinned at finding the bound packet of trep and a pen. One of life's greatest escapes, drawing. She left her room and the candidate's quarters and went outside. What better place to draw with so many subjects such as the dragons?

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