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June 16, 1991
I feel so brave, and scared, and frightened. I sent a rose to Jay, by his sister, through Hidden Hill. I hope he likes it. It may be the start of something new, but it may be the end of our "little rose" of friendship? No, not friendship, but of...love?
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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