Dances... -- The Hatching Sand

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Date Posted: 00:34:14 03/30/02 Sat
Author: Alysia
Subject: Dances...

"By the Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Weyrwoman, wise and true,
Breed a flight of bronze and brown wings,
Breed a flight of green and blue.
Breed riders, strong and daring,
Dragon-loving, born as hatched
Flight of hundreds soaring skyward,
Man and dragon fully matched."

A tall girl of sixteen turns danced across the empty sands, her clean, white dress teasing the sand as it swirled around her thin frame... the girl's voice was strong and clear, with a beautiful richness as she sang the songs of old...

Smiling, the girl tossed her head of bronze and amber curls, letting them tumble around her milk white face...

Stand up proudly in the middle of the hot sands, Alysia began to dance on pointed toes, her movements liqued and graceful... falling into a curtsy Alysia stood alone on the hot sands with only the memories of past births, impressions, and emotions...

"I hope your clutch to be blessed with the many a leaderly bronze, fiery-spirited green, level-headed brown, fun-loving blue, and wonderous gold... good luck to all... dragons and canidates."

Bowing her head Alysia began to sing once again, and with graceful dancing her feet practically flew over the sand, carrying her swiftly off the sands...

Maybe one day Alysia would be here on the sands again... as a canidate... but for now she would live as a untouchable dreamer, who wandered this Thread scored planet in search of the meaning of life... through the dance of her light feet and the beautiful song that slipped from her tongue.

(ooc: odd? yes!... but that is Alysia, fo she'll never fit in)

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Watches his twin... -- Asyl, 18:51:22 03/30/02 Sat