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Noisy Neighbors, Act XLII

Tonight it's nice and cool and rainy.

And there's also a guy out there on the phone with a chick friend of his, lecturing her on dating, and what God wants.

He sounds pretty solid, actually, on the good advice.

It has, however, been more than an hour.

Not that I have a problem with people needing advice.

It's just amusing, at 1 in the morning, almost 2.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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