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Date Posted: 09:00:49 03/23/05 Wed
Author: Martan (Sarri)
Subject: Dragonrider
In reply to: Marja; Liandro 's message, ">~<" on 15:22:01 03/22/05 Tue

At the rustling of leaves and grass to his right, Martan was pulled out of his reverie. Not that he feared what could be behind the trees that surrounded him – the felines had been killed off, after all, and nobody from the Weyr would be a threat, he hoped – but Sarri’s instant flutter to his shoulder to get a better look at the pair who emerged was enough to spur him into actually looking. Sarri was his guide when it came to seeing what to look at and what to ignore: he was all too often thinking about something else.

Studying them carefully, Martan sized up the pair. A young man…old enough for the clutch, maybe? But a rather distrustful one, by the looks of things. And a younger – but older than the boy – woman. They knew each other, evidently, and from the easy way the woman stopped the boy from drawing his knife, they could possibly be related. But the woman’s next words gave him pause for thought – they thought New Isle was uninhabited? Maybe they had just been shipwrecked together….

Sarri gave him a poke. Martan hadn’t paused for long enough yet to look rude, but she knew that he could think about things for a very long time.

Rising to his feet, Martan returned the smile Marja gave him with one of his own, shyer ones. “My name’s Martan, and I think you may have the wrong idea about this island.” His smile widened a little. “Behind us lies New Isle Weyr – and if you will permit me to guide you, I can take you to it.” He paused a moment, and then spoke to dispel any uncertainty. “We can look after you, and you can choose to remain here, or go back to the mainland if you wish. I take it you were shipwrecked?”

Alone is alone, not alive...

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