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Date Posted: 13:23:12 08/05/01 Sun
Author: Kelpha
Subject: Stress Stress Stress
In reply to: Jimanth & Fath 's message, ".::. I M P R E S S I O N S .::." on 16:28:11 08/04/01 Sat

With a quick intake of breath, Kelpha rights herself...her eyes were clearly locked onto the quivering spider webed ebbed eggs, clearly dull and blotched unlike the one minority of the group. Hooded eyes turn quickly towards young bronze hatchling.. then the blue.. it locked eyes with her.. and turned away. The young girl couldn't hold her stature, and she wrinkled her brow, long, pale fingers intwining themselves within her robe.

Slowly her head lifted, and she almost sniffed in awe at the pair... that golden Weyrwoman.. so calm, so compressed and cool like this was no big deal... standing at impression, watching.. smiling, reminessing on the turns that had become herself and the golden dragon that she was bonded so heavy to... to mind..to heart.

Kelpha didn't expect that just standing on the sands.. the seething sands that caked the cavern, holding divits of uncovered eggs, and forming dragonets... it was almost.. poetic in nature. But the stress that pulled on the young woman's physique, and mental saneness took a tole.. she wasn't ready for this.. she could say nothing..

She just wanted to get out of this... dignified, to the least..

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~g r i n s~ -- S'leeken, 15:50:17 08/05/01 Sun