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Title: "Queen of Pain"
Author: azurelunatic
Universe: Young Wizards, borrowed in good fanfic-is-fair-use, right? faith from outofambit.
Classification: Gen/Battle
Rating: G to PG, depending on what you rate Girl Stuff as.
Length: Drabble (100! On the nose!)
Summary: Poking the ailing wizard isn't nice.

"Go away, Dari," Nita muttered from underneath a pile of pillows. She looked paler than usual, and sounded dreadfully out-of-sorts. In fact...

"What's the matter, Neets? You on the--"

"Shut up!" A glow filled Nita's eyes, an expression Dairine had seen many times before in the course of their wizardries together, but never before aimed at her.

"You! The engenderer of cramps! The understocker of ibuprofen! The hider of tampons! The chiller of bath water! The eater of my chocolate!"

Dairine realized Who was looking out of her own eyes to taunt her sister, and hastily backed down.
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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