Raja steps into her Weyr and collapses on Kyrath's couch, exhausted. -- The Weyrs-Southern

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Date Posted: 19:32:07 07/23/02 Tue
Author: Raja & Kyrath
Subject: Raja steps into her Weyr and collapses on Kyrath's couch, exhausted.

Finally summoning enough energy to get herself to the bathing room, she rises, leaving a trail of clothes behind her. Drawing the hot water is a chore, but worth it once Raja finally steps in. She submerges herself up to her neck and begins to soak, letting the troubles of the sevenday wash away.

'I never thought being a weyrwoman would be so much work...' she mutters, then laughs as she realized this is only the begining. There is still the training, the work, the planning...and Thread. Raja knows in her bones that Thread will come. All the old stories say that Thread comes when the red star is in the sky, and she has seen it with her own eyes. Every night she can feel it's malevolent gaze, even in her Weyr of stone.

And the Hatching...Raja wasn't sure enough Candidates would arrice in time for it, though she had sent messages with every seaman who had passed this way. Surely a good portion of the Northern Continent knew by now that dragons had returned to Pern, that a Hatching was impending. Yet there were only seven hopefulls upon the Sands, a full score short. What would they do with the remaining 20 eggs? Would they abort for lack of riders? No...they were more likely to turn feral, which would be dangerous for everyone concerned.

Realizing her bathwater was now tepid, Raja stepped out and reached for a towel to dry hereself off, draining the soiled water. Head full of thoughts of what would happen to her and her dragon in the future, Raja redressed in her wherhide tunic and brushed her long, curling hair. 'I really must get it cut' Raja thinks, and promptly forgets it. Prompted on by Kyrath, Raja makes for the bedroom with the intention of getting some sleep.

The fatigued weyrwoman collapses onto her bead, asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow. She soon begins to toss and turn, haunted even in her sleep by images of Thread and dragons...

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'Hatching!' The word, shouted by Kyrath, is enough to set Raja instantly awake, leaping out of her bed and into her wher-hides faster than she thought was humanly possible. All concerns had fled from her mind the moment the word was uttered. Now, Raja is focused solely on reaching the Sands before the Hatching can begin. She grabs up pails of meat for the Candidates, then flies out the door. She would make it in time! (NT) -- Raja, 14:43:03 08/07/02 Wed