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Zaexillia [WW] - 16 - she/her/hers - Candidate/Apprentice Healer
The promise of a ride was an exciting one, even if K'gan had been as petulant as a weyrbrat when she had tended to his cut. At least Singarth seemed a reliable, trusty sort.
Dragons. Dragons had filled her dreams since she was a child. They had occupied her life from the day she was born- her mother, her grandfather… Maybe this clutch would be different?
She waited in the weyrbowl, arms folded over her chest. She had flight goggles, a jacket, and a scarf that was once her mother's. F'gon was a practical parent- he wouldn't let her fly with him and Farvath unless she had the bare minimum of protective gear.
Sinders Path
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