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Date Posted: 16:23:24 08/29/01 Wed
Author: Jordan & D'aven - Tampath
Subject: ~ hope ~

A bronze dragon burst out of between, and backwinged neatly to hoover just over the sands as the rider helped a boy down to the ground. "Thanks, D'aven!" Jordan cried, and with a nod to Jordan, Tampath rose back up into the air before going between on D'aven 's command back to Southern Weyr. Jordan then nervously looked around the sands. Only two other people there - both girls. He shrugged. His only friend was a girl - he had nothing againest them! The short, blond haired boy looked around the sands again, noting each of the eggs. He picked one large egg (not the queen), and slowly ambled over to it. What it just his eyes, or did it have a bronze hue to it? He sucked in a nervous breath. He had left Ruatha without Lord Weirn's permission. He hoped that his Lord didn't care when Jordan's sister told their Lord that Jordan had left. But all Jordan had ever wanted was to be a dragonrider!

When he was five, he and his twin sister, Anna, had come to Ruatha Hold with their parents. Not long after, a sickness had swept through, killing their parents. The two orphans had stayed within the Hold, luckily being allowed to stay. They had lived there for all their lives, unill now - when he had left.

His blue eyes swept across the sands once more. He wondered if he'd Impress, and if so, which color? Green, blue, brown, or bronze...? Hm... and would he make any friends here at the Weyr? He wished he knew. It was so nerve racking. And what would he do if he didn't Impress? Go back to Ruatha? Or stay here... try another Weyr? He heaved a sigh, looking over at the two girls again...

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