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Magic may be afoot.

04:58 Standard highway prayers on my way to writers group. Lots of spacy after midnight, but nothing really useful.

04:58 Was invited to be the subject of a friend's divination process. Not a problem, although scheduling may be.

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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