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Yesterday was nuts, with a side order of fruitcake. The normal part of the day was where I worked, came home, chatted with my best friend, soaked in the hot tub with my evil twin, then went over to his place for dinner and a chat.

The weird part of the day was interspersed throughout. I'm living in a fantasy novel. I'm living in a fantasy novel. People are asking me, "Since when is this news?"

It just takes a while to realize it.
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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