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Date Posted: 21:39:47 08/11/01 Sat
Author: Am'roq/Vaeth
Subject: +Stories of my chars. I will have the rest posted in replies+

Am'roq- Born to Kajone, and Firenk of Igen Hold, Am'roq was the middle child of a three kid family of renagades. He got along well with his parents and siblings until one day he and Erojin, his little sister, went climbing on some huge rocks. Ero slipped, smashing her head on a rock, death coming instantly. After Ero's death nothing was ever the same again. Kajone, his mother, blamed him for the accident, claiming that he killed her, or let her die on purpose. Soon, she began abusing Am'roq, daily, her husband, and oldest son soon joining in the 'game'. This daily ritual only stopped when guests came which wasn't often. The only escape that the young boy ever had was drawing. He would sneak out of the house then climb up on the rock and gaze offover the horizon, many times sketching dragons that flew by. Then, one day, a dragon approached his house, and he was Searched. Knowing that if he ever returned to Igen Hold he would surely be killed, he decided that whether he Impressed or not he must live at the Weyr. Despite being the youngest one on the Sands (only 9 Turns, this was before the 14 Turns rule), he Impressed a large Blue, called Vaeth. They were a good team, each matched perfectly for the other in size, and in personality. Am'roq lived happily for a good while, scorching Thread when it came, but basically living the typical dragonrider life. Then while roaming the outside of the Hatching sands, watching a clutch Am'roq met Tonia. She was older than he, but not by much, and unfortunatly he gained a crush on her. He was one of the few who supported her as she attempted to Impress. She did Impress, Impressed a Gold actually, Cosseth, though this was not all that great for Am'roq. He was infatuated with the Queenrider, though his dilema was worse than F'nor's for he had not a Brown, but a Blue dragon, who had no hope of catching a Gold in flight. Still they stayed with her a lot, until Tonia disappeared, Cosseth along with her. Am'roq was crushed, and lost faith in the world which he was finally gaining some hope in. As he sat beside his faithful Vaeth, a song suddenly came to mind, one he made up on his own. Softly he begins to sing, not wanting anyone to hear it but him.
I saw as you came forth,
From the sky high above,
With no fear upon your face,
Then here,
Became your place,
Standing upon the scorching Sands,
You waited for a day,
Then out of a mottled shell,
Came your lifemate,
Her Golden wings unfolded,
As you took her in your arms,
Then you waved,
To say that your okay,
But then,
Not long after that joyous day,
You disappeared,
Gone for good,
And I cried a thousand tears,
But now,
I have no more tears to cry,
So now no more,
Forever to cry no longer,
I refuse to shed a tear,
No more crying,
Acting like I'm dying,
Mourning my life away,
No no more tears shall fall,
For I know you'd want it this way,
I have no more tears to cry,
So now no more,
Forever to cry no longer,
I refuse to shed a tear,
No more crying,
Acting like I'm dying,
Mourning my life away,
Because,
I know you would want it that way.
His voice trails off, as he leans on the Blue, knowing how strange it was for a Blue rider to became so enamored of a Queen rider, but it had been done, and their was no turning back. Brushing off his wherhide pants, the rider mounts, brushing back a stray strand of hair, the dragon begins to fly, blinking between almost immediatly.

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