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Walking Thursday

48 minutes.

I just hit paste to try and put that figure in there, under the automatic (but mistaken) impression that the paste function would shove what I'd just been looking at into the current window. Sadly, what I'd just been looking at had been my watch, and I can't yet cut and paste from my watch just by looking at it, selecting it and copying it with my eyes, and pasting it across devices like that.

Someday, though.
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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