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Where are whose wings?

On Wednesday, I wore wings to the plasma place.
Today, when I was there again, I didn't have any wings on.

One of the managers there, one of the ones who thinks I'm a sweet kid and calls me by name when he sees me, asked me where they were.

Butterflies gotta go shopping sometime...
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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