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Sis called. I asked about my familiar. As I'd predicted, she's letting Clover's husband pet her and all. I knew it when I saw him recently, that they'd do that, and I told her so then. Good little Miss Raven is getting used to their household.

And now, back to sleep.
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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