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Date Posted: 12:28:33 02/22/02 Fri
Author: Myron
Subject: ~* Inside *~

Step...drag. Step...drag. Myron slowly comes out onto the Sands of Fort Weyr. He was tall, and he held himself up straight. He had short cut brown-black hair and his eyes were a deep midnight blue. His skin was lightly tanned from being outside often. Seemingly normal, except that he had been caught in a runner accident, leaving him with an ugly scar on his left cheek and a left leg that was almost useless, that could barely be walked upon at all. Embarressing, but he had wanted to badly to Impress that his father wouldn't have stopped him coming for all of Pern. His father had let him come, and Myron would try his best to Impress; be it Green, Blue, Brown, or a Bronze, he would try, and figure out how he would get upon the Dragon later. Feeling the heat upon him, he winced slightly but said nothing even though he started to sweat, and then he felt the sudden pang of a memory.

::Myron was suddenly on a forest path, the sun was bright but under the trees it didn't seem to be so bad, for the trees' shadows were keeping himself and his Runner cooled off. Then suddenly he heard a noise up ahead. His Runner balked for a moment, but Myron encouraged her forward. Five minutes more passed, but then suddenly the Runner was rearing upwards. Myron was thrown off backwards, and and he felt himself go flying through the air, heard his Runner hit the ground with a loud crash and then felt himself hit the ground, landing on his left side. He felt a firey pain shoot through him, and then everything went black...::

Myron blinked, realizing that he was on the Hatching Sands at Kinia, not on a Runner again. He hadn't been able to get back up on one since the accident. One reason he hadn't wanted to stay at home, for his family raised Runners. Many nights when he fell asleep he found himself reliving when he had fallen, every night he felt the terror anew. He turned his head, looking at the Dragon Eggs. Perhaps one would be meant for him, help him get over this...

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