Date Posted:05:34:09 04/01/05 Fri Author: S'peer - Scarth Subject: Life. Don't talk to me about life.
S’peer, please. You shouldn’t be so angry.
Scarth watched from his couch as his rider paced like an angry feline around the confines of his weyr, his face dark with barely-controlled fury. The bluerider sat down on the bed at last, running his hands through his hair and lying back on the soft mattress.
‘Why not? Give me one good reason!’
Scarth closed his eyes. Because Halzay is still scared of you. And seeing you get angry with her relations will not help! Maria will also not benefit from this. Did you think of that?
‘No.’ S’peer sighed, so mixed up with what he was feeling that Scarth was supremely glad that no alcoholic drinks were in the man’s reach. His rider must have picked up on this because he sat up, smiling ruefully at his dragon. ‘I’m sorry, Scarth. I don’t mean to be like this…and I don’t mean to scare you.’
I know. But you scared Halzay, and you have made more than one enemy, I would not be surprised to learn. Please, S’peer, be calm.
‘I’m trying. I really am.’ The bluerider took several deep breaths, as if that could help him get a grip on his feelings. ‘I just…I wish I could go back and change things. But then Salzay wouldn’t be here. Why won’t anyone admit that I’d never do that again?’
Probably because they don’t want to. When you have hated and feared someone for four years, it is hard to undo those feelings.
‘I’m not asking anyone to undo them! What I did to Halzay…it was evil. More than evil. All I would like is for her – and others – to see that I’m sorry, and that I wouldn’t do it again.’ S’peer gave a long sigh, flopping back again and closing his eyes.
