~*~Walks in~*~ -- The Hatching Grounds

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Date Posted: 23:13:08 11/28/01 Wed
Author: Thaia
Subject: ~*~Walks in~*~

She walked in and sat with her back against the wall, staring quietly at the Queen egg. She couldn't help it, it was like something compelled her to see it as long as she could...before it might be gone to another rider. She bit her lip, knowing that she wanted the Queen for herself as she had never wanted anything before. But of course, she supposed any dragon would be fine. Be a realist! she told herself. But her heart wouldn't let her. I would cut off my hair so I could be a dragonrider, that Queen's rider. she winced, knowing that her hair was basically the only classical feature of beauty about her. She would stay back from the egg this time, she had had her turn touching it, she would let others. Golden egg? Do you hold my lifemate? My future? I can only hope- she tried to thwart the idea, but it resurfaced. You aren't the only one who wants that egg, Narathaia! she rebuked herself. Yes, and I wish Koryn and Janva and Arkia and all the others the best of luck, but I can't help wanting it, somehow. Dreamily she let her dreams go, imagining herself as Weyrwoman of High Reaches and seeing the golden dragon she road proud and tall beside her. With another Candidate's oohs and aahs at the egg, she was snapped out of her reverie. Once more she glanced longingly at the golden egg, then turned her eyes downward.

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