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Date Posted: 02:50:49 12/07/04 Tue
Author: Braunith
Subject: Moral Strength (LAST ONE!)

Behind the happy air of the blue, there was left only one egg. And this one was going to milk the limelight for all it was worth.

Grenith watched her last remaining egg with sadness. The last one in a green clutch…she would loose it now. G’rein comforted her gently. It was a fact of life. Now they would have to wait and see what would happen to the last egg.

The shell was soft, sky blue, and it moved ceaselessly as the greenrider ushered the candidates towards it. A few cracks appeared, but they didn’t seem to open the shell up. It was taking a while to hatch, this one. By design, or by fault? Again, people had to wonder. Could this be the telling egg, that said whether or not a green should clutch? Would it hatch?

That fact was not immediately obvious. The hatchling was obviously straining, struggling to fight the shell that encased it. But it didn’t call for help. It would do this by itself, or die in the attempt.

At last, with a bugle, a small, very pale blue spilled out onto the sand, and lay there, panting for breath.

{Aylana!} He called, his voice clear and healthy. {I just need a rest…it’s hard work in a shell! I am Braunith! Can I have some food?}

And so the Hatching ended.

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