*saunters onto the sands* (male, 18) -- Honshu Sands

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Date Posted: 15:07:16 12/31/01 Mon
Author: Johuin
Subject: *saunters onto the sands* (male, 18)

*Sweat beads form on Johuin's forehead as he bows respectfully to both the beautiful queen and the weyrwoman. The Sands seemed vaguely empty which brought sadness to him as his gaze fell onto the eggs that rested upon the sand. More Candidates were needed if these dragons were to have life and the thought of even one of the dragons not living brought a haze over his bright hazel eyes. He wondered how people could NOT want to become a dragonrider, it had been his dream his entire life. His friend Litisha had Impressed long ago and that had brought great hope into his heart for him to Impress one day. It had taken him many years to get up the courage to enter one of the holds of Pern and that had been Benden where he had seen a weathered notice of there being a Hatching here on the Sands. With hope he had left the hold and come to Honshu in great spirits. Now his heart felt drawn to the eggs that lay in beauty upon the scorching sands. Would one soon begin to rock? Would one crawl out of the confines of it's egg and choose him to be it's lifemate? The bright light once again swam back over his eyes as he watched the silent eggs intently.*

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