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Post by brimstone81 on Jun 19, 2007 21:16:02 GMT -5
Elisha had sent a message to the bronzerider that she wanted to meet with him. Sure, he had not won her, but she felt that they were on track to friendship. She could always use more allies. Plus he was easy on the eyes. She smiled at the thought and then snuffed it out. How silly she was. Elisha was finally on her own and now that she had a Weyrleader, she really had no reason to look for a lover. Not that she was. She was spending too much time alone. Her mind was wandering like crazy. That's why she needed a good friend like E'riol.
The woman sat in a comfy chair near the fire. Her hair hung straight and just past her shoulders. She never had super long hair in her life, not like some hold girls, though weyrbred girls often had even shorter hair. Elisha twirled a strand and thought about growing her hair out. . .
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