The sound of wings echoes in the air as someone pops from <i>between</i>.... -- Igen Weyr

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Date Posted: 08:05:58 12/08/01 Sat
Author: Ralek and Taliath
Subject: The sound of wings echoes in the air as someone pops from between....

Slowly, a dull, golden shape begins circling the spires of the smallest Weyr on Pern, letting the sunlight flash off her scales, the warm wind buffeting her higher into the air, before swooping down again like some immense bird of prey. Do you... think they'll accept us back? the Weyrleader asks her golden dragon, the joy of her life. ~Why wouldn't they? We have been gone for many a moon, but yet... I somehow believe that we are still welcome.~ I should never have left them. I was being too ignorant, too cocky... maybe S'sha was right. Perhaps I should never have become Weyrwoman. ~Don't speak like that, or I'll... just don't!~ Ralek hesitates, a slight frown on her features. Her Queen usually wasn't this agitated with her, for the most part, and the change of moods was making her feel just as guilty and confused as ever. Slowly, the pair begins gliding downwards, the wind throwing the Weyrwoman's hair back and out of her grey eyes. I still don't think... ~They will. Now quit moaning, and go and find T'kaal, while I find Nementh.~ Taliath speaks with such force this time that Ralek simply nods, unable to protest, lest she get an even firmer reprimanding. With a slight swoosh of air, Taliath backwings, landing neatly on a protruding ledge. ~Now go and find him.~ Without giving her rider a chance to respond, the golden dragon launches herself off of the jutting rock, and soars away, intent on finding her own weyrmate. Biting back a sigh, Ralek turns away, beginning to climb a winding flight of steps up to her weyr. '...I don't see how they could ever accept me again... not for leaving like this...' she thinks to herself, managing to keep her face emotionless and straight the whole while.

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Re: The sound of wings echoes in the air as someone pops from between.... -- N'lan - Hearth, 18:45:31 12/08/01 Sat
- {officially too brain-dead to think of a subject...} -- T'kaal � Nementh, 23:29:47 12/14/01 Fri
  - (Heh... know what that's like...) -- Ralek and Taliath, 17:54:42 12/15/01 Sat
    - {Urggggh... ::hates family gatherings::} -- T'kaal � Nementh, 18:10:04 12/28/01 Fri