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Magic may be afoot.

17:54 Que sera, sera. It's dangerous to leave something in progress like the blue checkered candles alone unresolved. Resolving: que sera, sera.

17:57 Two medallions of wax of them are cooling. Shared wax between them: equilibrium. Lit of the same flame. Got wax on my fingertip.

18:09 Dated the wax. (I can look it up by date in here when it archives.) Put the tiny one in the Serious Pendant's lid; the big one for files.

18:12 The green star box is now for archiving the wax.

20:44 Candles still burning away steadily. This may take some time. Had thought they'd gutter. Called in the meanwhile, chatted.

00:30 Candles both still barely glowing.

00:41 The shorter one went out.

00:41 ...and now the taller one.

00:44 A token of the mingled wax is cooling now.

00:45 Not quite sure why I made this, as I'd thought that the ones that I'd made at the outset would be enough, but I got the feeling to. So.

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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