Desperate Times 4, A Pern Fic“Oh, C’lous, what are we going to do about him?” Senior Weyrwoman of Igen Weyr asked her Weyrleader, who was standing at her shoulder, peering with her into the Infirmary.Desperate Times 4, A Pern Fic
“With who? Young J’ral in there?” C’lous asked, his light blue eyes reflecting both mischievousness and weariness. At the coldness of Electa’s glare, his eyes softened and his face drooped into a more reserved expression.
“I don’t know, Electa. He undermines the authority of the Wingleaders when he’s with the fighting Wings, particularly under F’lis and S’vix,” The Weyrleader con
Desperate Times 3, A Pern FicShe would admit it; she was hungry. Behani had been lying in her bed for quite some time now, first listening to the soft murmurings and occasional loud bellows of Bir’len as he attempted to “cheer up” the rest of the female Candidates. Eventually, though, she heard his voice ebb away and the scrapes of chairs on the stone floor as girls dismissed themselves. Foot steps down the hall and the soft thuds of doors closing told her that some girls went to their rooms. The silence that followed or the second round of quick scurrying feet told Behani that the rest of the girls either cried themselves to sleep or had decided that joinDesperate Times 3, A Pern Fic
Desperate Times 2, A Pern FicShe felt mildly ill. It had been almost ten minutes since the Hatchings end and Behani still had a serious case of the shakes. Bir’len the Candidate Master had done all he could to console those other Candidates who failed to Impress. He grouped the boys and girls separately and gave them each group a pep talk that he felt fitting for the differences in gender.Desperate Times 2, A Pern Fic
“Now ladies, there’s really no need to sob and sigh,” He said gently to the group of thirteen girls who had failed to meet their lifemates. “There’ll be another Clutch here on the Sands soon, you know, and none of you are near the age cut off!
Desprate Times, A Pern FicShe was shaking, trembling from head to foot. Her fists opened and closed, squeezing beads of sweat between her clammy fingers. Before Behani stood thirty-four rocking and twitching Eggs, each much taller than any of the adolescents that stood before them. From her placement in the middle of the throng of female Candidates, she could see that the Egg closest to herself was beginning to crack and she half wished that it would split, but half-prayed that it would not. The blistering Sands under her feet were becoming unbearable, but a desperate fear of what was quivering inside of those jittering ovals was consuming her. Like the twenty-odd othDesprate Times, A Pern Fic
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