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Saturday call

Got to talk with my senior bondmate for a while today. 26 minutes. Much giggling on my part; some unaccustomed distance on his (related to the first, I have no doubt); I hope to re-cross this gap again, with time, patience, and the right words.
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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