*a young, thirteen year old enters her small quarters, carrying a small photograph and the other few posessions she had* -- Quarters

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Date Posted: 16:31:13 01/03/02 Thu
Author: Ishkra
Subject: *a young, thirteen year old enters her small quarters, carrying a small photograph and the other few posessions she had*

*she put all of her posessions, except for the photograph, in a corner of the room. Then, she sat down on her bunk, and stared at the photograph for a long time. Her eyes started to fill with tears as she remembered the hard life she had had, before she came here. She had been an orphan since the age of five. She didn't remember how her parents had died, all she could remember was when. Ever since then, she had been wandering the streets. When she had first turned 13, she had heard about dragons that could communicate with people, so she decided to go in search of one of the weyrs, hoping to try her luck on impressing a dragon. When she wasn't able to get in one, she came here. Now, she finaly had a place to call her own. She sighed, as she went to the corner where all of her stuff was stored, and pulled out an old photo album. She went back to her bunk, and decided to lay down. As she looked at the lost memories that only the photo album could restore, she fell asleep*

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Re: *a young, thirteen year old enters her small quarters, carrying a small photograph and the other few posessions she had* -- Ishkra, 20:21:39 01/03/02 Thu