<font color=gray><b>No One Would Listen</b></font> -- Hatching Sands

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Date Posted: 16:19:45 05/13/05 Fri
Author: Lenox
Subject: No One Would Listen

Garbed in a traditional candidate's shift, Lenox pauses at the edge of the Hatching Grounds. He unbelts his clumsy sword, and flicks his wrist sheaths off. The two daggers land point-down in the cooler sand outside the Grounds. He takes a big breath, and steps onto the Sands. Immediately, the scorching sand burns through his thin sandals.

No one but her

Long brown hair braided neatly, Lenox pulled it to the front of his left shoulder, tugging slightly. His masculine features made his hair look odd, and frankly, he was quite loathe to cut it.
Looking around the Sands, he sees several clumps of candidates, and the remaining eggs. Then, he couldn't exactly tell how he hadn't seen her, but golden Shrineth dominated his vision.

Her as the outcast Beas . . .

He made a somewhat awkward bow to her her, eyes slightly diverted, and as he stood up, something else grabbed his gaze. Apparently, one of the dragonets had been either viscious, upset, or blind, but two girls appeared mauled.

I tried to reach the world

Two bronzes were on the Sands, full grown ones. He wondered which one was the Weyrleader, or if either of them were.

Rise up and reach the world

Am I going to Impress? he wondered, eyes filled in awe.

No one would listen

((He's an any-color candidate. hands out cookies, and settles back to watch L'Phantome de l'Opera))

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