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Mr. Shallow's secret identity came over to hang out for a bit. I had Mountain Dew as a bribe, and marxdarx made cake. Mr. Shallow soaked up backrubs and snuggling; I soaked up snuggling.

shammash was not sure what to make of Mr. Shallow. eris_raven is getting more accustomed to him, even though she didn't come out of the closet.

We had a nice long talk. Life is always interesting for both of us, and I'm glad he's got someone to talk to.
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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