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Date Posted: 00:35:22 07/23/03 Wed
Author: Sha
Subject: I Will
In reply to: bored observer 's message, "3 eggs left: 1 medium, 2 small." on 16:04:48 07/09/03 Wed

The strong willed girl came across the lot on the stretch of beach she walked upon, sandaled feet encrusted with moistened sand. Eyes look down to them, shaking the excess off so she could walk comfortably. Chest heaves, gasping at the sight of the Emerald wonder, jaw opened in awe. Frame sinks to the sand as the girl falls to her knees, edging closer and closer, but trying her hardest not to disturb the tiny dragoness. She wondered for a moment if she was to reach a hand out and grab the one she wanted, but she shook her head, it was rude. A smile split her face as she looked at the Green again, "Your eggs are lovely, you should be proud! And they'll grow big and strong, and beautiful. Just as a proper flit, like yourself, should!" She continues to stare at the beautiful Emerald goddess until she flung herself into the air and abandoned the clutch. She kneeled there for moments, seeing others come and go with their hatchlings, all happy and hunkey-dory. But she frowned, a little disgusted at their actions. It seemed that no one would save the clutch! She sighed to herself and looked at the eggs, not sure of what to do. Either way she had to save them, whether she impressed them or not. So, with the idea concreted within her youthful crown she made a carry sack out of seaweed and wove herself three large baskets. She admired her work and then placed the eggs gently inside, filling them with the hottest sands she could find, and she did it just in time. The roaring ocean tide was nearly to her as she rushed to get her job done, and when she was finished the nest was washed away and she was ankle deep in rising water. She looked frantic for a moment and then ran for a hill she could climb up, eyes darting left and right. Shards... I have to save them, and me! She knew she could swim, but not good enough to hold three sacks in the air and swim! She ran through the water, splashing everywhere as she found her way back up the embankment. She plopped herself on her rear and took a breather, harsh breaths killing her sides. But your journey was far from over; she had to take the flits to her Weyrleader and save them before it was too late. After the short seconds of agony, she found it in her to take off, again, and for the last time.
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