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Date Posted: 23:25:24 04/01/01 Sun
Author: Tebell
Subject: *The candidate walks in, his bare soles burning on the hot sand*

*Gingerly the boy of seventeen turns picks up one foot, then the other. How hot it was! By the first egg! he thought to himself, If they don't fry the eggs maybe they'll actually hatch! His eyes widen, and he clamps his hand over his mouth, afraid his unkind thoughts had been spoken out loud. He shakes his head, all the days here at the weyr must be getting to him.

He looked slowly around the sands, it seemed so much different today! Even though, he'd been here before, rubbing each of the eggs gently as the WeyrlingMaster had instructed him to. The thought of impressing a dragon was beyond Tebell's wildest dreams. Just the thought of having a mental link with one of these magnificent creatures overwhelmed him. It scared him in a way too, he'd been told how many weyrlings would die in the first battle of threadfall, coming out of between to be hit by a clump of thread... or just going between and never coming out. But he was ready for it. Ready, and willing to fight for his planet and home.

He bows respectfully to the queen dragon known as Kylith, then to the Weyrleader. Tebell then began watching all the hatchlings as they emerged from their shells. He glanced at a green, did she want him? He hurried towards her but watched as she was impressed by a young girl. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the impression of the new queen, but shoved that thought aside, trying to find the dragon meant for him. Would there be one? He didn't know. But he could certainly hope.*

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