��Ingression��↨ -- Xanta Weyr Bowl

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Date Posted: 10:53:21 04/18/02 Thu
Author: Briala
Author Host/IP: 207.239.122.5
Subject: ��Ingression��↨

She enters the bowl quietly. She looks around it once then proceeds. She had been chosen on a search for the clutch of this Weyr. Holdbred she was but she had seen an impression before. It was exciting, or so everyone thought. They all cheered when a boy impressed. When a boy yelled out the name of his dragonet partner. She had not really thought of coming to a Weyr. She thought she was going to be a simple Holders daughter forever. What had the rider seen in her? Oviously he saw something. But what was it? The fact she had been at a Weyr before? She then remembered watching the clutch she had seen a long while ago, some of the girls screeched and stumbled over each other when the queen emerged like fightened wildbeast. How could anyone be afraid of a dargonet? Something that normally wouldn't hurt you. The golden queen though was biggest and most beautiful of the Hatching she had witnessed.

Or was because she didn't fear Thread? How could anyone fear Thread? Something that had been a menace for so long? Something they were protected from? She erased that thought from her head, it was fearful yet it didn't like that to her. She sighed, but then smiled. This was awesome. Its size. No wonder the dragons and riders both enjoyed it. She wondered if she could meet the WeyrWoman, or find something to do while she waited for the hatching. She hoped to witness a Hatching again. Or be part of it.

A memory suddenly came back, one not so long ago. When the rider found her..
She had been walking in the courtyard, enjoying the breeze and the few minutes escape from her duties. The breeze suddenly picked up and the Watchwher cried out. She glanced up into the sky. Seeing the Red Star and Dragonriders! She gasp and ran back inside. Yelling, Dragonriders! Dragonriders! Dragonriders have arrived! She then realized how dirty she was. Not something she should let the dragonrider see her as. She wasn't interested in meeting the Dragonrider, but her father sure would. She sighed and stalked towards the bathing rooms, she would take a quick one. After her bath she looked atherself in the mirror. Wild locks of deep brown hair flew wildly. Exciting black eyes that seemed to dance when happy. That seemed to be neverending. She did clean up pretty nice. She sighed knowing she had to return to serve the Dragonrider. She went to the kitchen and picked up a tray of with cups of wine and klah. The riders were already seated at the dining table. Her father deep in talk with them. She took a deep breath and walked forward with the drinks. Placing them carefully in front of the riders, who nodded in thanks as she did. The dragonrider who seemed to ride the bronze started ingnoring father as she approched. She gulped and placed the cup in front of him, as well as the klah bowl. He held up a hand to stop the Lord Holder from speaking anymore. THen he announced, "I am on a Search for a Hatching. Have you any women you think are good enough, Lord Holder?" His voice boomed across the dining hall. She just stood there listening. THe lord holder cleared his throat and walked over to her. "I have, Dragonrider. This girl is Briala. One of my daughters."
It all had ended there, with her going with the dragonrider to here. She continued her walk across the weyr bowl smiling.

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