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Date Posted: 22:34:29 11/25/01 Sun
Author: Kuman & Arkia
Subject: Entrance

Kuman walks about the sands, his stormy eyes drinking in every detail. To Impress a dragon, to live as his parents always told him he couldn't, it was anyone's dream, really. Turning, he finds his sister walking away. Let her go, there were more important things to think of, flying for instance. He had seen the riders go between on several occasions, and could only imagine the breathless lift doing so would give to him. Running his hand through his hair, he lets out an excited sort of chirrup, watching the eggs. To bravely soar between, to know and trust another with your life, to have someone other than himself to assure. To be a rider and know what it felt like to be wanted, to be accepted. Something he could only hope for. On tenterhooks, he shifts around, awaiting any sort of movements. He closes his eyes against the sun, imagining the lift and thrust of a well muscled dragon beneath him, the rush of wind against his face as he and his daring companion flew through the sunset. But that wouldn't be for awhile, he told himself. I have to raise my daring companion first. Soon he is at the mercy of his dreams, spreading his arms wide as he makes his vicarious flight through the clouds of Pern, uncaring as to who watches him.


Arkia watches the Queen on the nest warily, the golden egg seeming to taunt her. Life was like that, a golden egg in view and a dragon between. They all wanted to Impress the golden, the girls. In their hearts she knew they did, even if they did shy away from it. She wouldn't deny it was a wish of hers, why else would she be here? She and her brother had known sixteen turns of misery before she had sense to draw them away. All he could think about was becoming a rider of Pern, to save and protect, to be glorified. All she wanted, she told herself countless times a day, was to be accepted. Shaking her short cropped hair free in the wind, she glances at the Queen Egg challengingly. Smiling down at it, she speaks half to herself and half to the matron dragon.

I suppose every girl here spins by to touch this egg once every few minutes, hmm? They have their hearts set on it, and I don't blame them. Me? I want to know I'm good for something, if any dragon chose me, I'd be the proudest girl on Pern. She turns to the Egg and marvels at all the girls circulating about it. And I'm one of them, here, aren't I? She steps away from the Golden Egg, giving everything room. She directs her thoughts to the egg, her tone tinged with the realized falacy of her actions.
I hope you get Impressed by someone with big plans, someone who knows what's best for the Weyrs. I'm only a youngster, what do I know? She glances at her brother with humor in her eyes, his arms were spread wide and he was pretending to fly again. Maybe someday.... shaking her head, she stands back and watches the proceedings, hoping she is chosen for something, anything.

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