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Yet another giddy Lunatic

Imagine a Lunatic. Now imagine the high that follows a glowing (with good things, not radiation) review at work. Compound it with that smug feeling that a twice as large as usual paycheck will bring. Add Darkside next, and the glow he brings to me, and then some random man on the phone telling me I rock.

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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