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Ersula walked down the corridor towards the Dining Cavern. She had spent her morning minding the Weyrwoman's twins and she was tired. Hopefully there would...
jp Cas (Nik) and Mirren (C'dhe) Nik carefully wrapped up the four shirts C'dhe had ordered only the day before. "Katon, I need these delivered to Wing Leader...
Notices had been posted around the Weyr. For those who couldn't read, certain drudges had been asked to stay around the notices and read them. Those who...
Finally.... finally it was here. Month ten had come for the Lightning Striker weyrlings; a huge step in their training and a month that WLM H'yu loved, yet...
It was the morning after Elath's flight, and P'tan had a horrible headache. Why did he have to drink so much? Why had he been so selfish? Well, he had been...
[[Zarith, contact Zaelth please. I need to speak to T'kai,]] Kamma asked her queen after Master Saynt and Journeyman Symon left her weyr. She needed to speak...
Your mission Dark Fort Writer, should you decide to accept it is - Today, someone has accidentally put out bowls of salt instead of bowls of sweetning next to...
Eyes slitted open with unusual awareness despite the early candlemark. The remaining sleepiness clouded his mind, preventing him from placing what seemed wrong...
Early evening light pleasantly highlighted green hide. She innocently curled up with few features remaining visible, only a single whirling eye lifted free...
OK, I'm ready to get back into the fray. Most of the posts I was in were kind of put by the wayside. The ones I really want to finish though are "Sweet Child...
Donal had to go fishing. He hadn't been in some time and the itch was in his fingers to hold a rod. He could almost smell the sea air in his nostrils. The ...
Your mission Dark Fort Writer, should you decide to accept it is - Today one of your characters is going for a runner ride. Does he/she get lost? Run into...
Your mission Dark Fort Writer, should you decide to accept it is - Today You're walking around outside when something (small) falls on your head. Was it Wherry...
Ah month ten. Mainly most weyrling's thoughts were on their recently aquired ablility to go *between*, but M'tai's mind, while excited about *betweening*, was...
(OOC: Just thought I'd toss this out. Mainly, so you weyrlings know that you're allowed to do the relationship/sex bit now. Weee!) H'yu looked at the Weyrlings...
T'net was away from everybody. R'late, T'hal, and all the confusion in his young mind. He never realized that weyrlife was so hard, or prejudice. First...
T'net sat outside, ignoring the chill from the late fall breeze, as he checked, cleaned, and repaired his riding straps. It was hard work being a dragonrider,...
The bronzerider had been a bit nervous for days on end now. Sevendays had passed and still he hadn't been punished, not by C'dhe or his Wingleader. And he was ...
Your mission Dark Fort Writer, should you decide to accept it is - Today one of your character finds a full mark piece and they have to spend it within a...
In the shadows, Nik watched. Anger coursed through Nik. Brown rider L'tarr needed to be taught a lesson. And he was just the one to give it to him. The only...
Your mission Dark Fort Writer, should you decide to accept it is - Today is a descriptive day. Write a descriptive piece about somewhere, someone or something...
Oh, she was still wearing her dark mourning clothes, but Gayatri was back at the weyr, where she belonged. The sudden loss of her twin brothers to a squall at...
C'il had been biding his time. It had been nine months since hte stupid dragon impressed Merelle. He had been watching her now for several weeks and knew...
Riavra clutched the material tightly while moving carefully along. Eyes remained trained surely ahead pointedly ignoring those wondering past around her. The...
The blond boy shrugged in return. "Nuthin'. It's just that, it's your name. Why'd we have nicknames, but you don't?" Jasyn said, firmly " 'f ya b'long wi' us,...
The head cook stood there glaring, one hand on his hip and the other wielding a soapy spoon, while Norald slouched, wishing the floor would swallow him. He...
Young dragons need a lot of sleep. Which was a good thing because weyrlings had a lot to do. They had to feed their dragons. They had to bathe their dragons....
It was late afternoon in Fort Weyr, the early aumtumn sun perched on the edge of the rim, casting pink and golden rays, elongating the shadows across the...
"Seventeen... eighteen... nineteen." Suleia frowned as she ran her fingers down the edge of the last bolt of blue cloth. She checked her list again....
