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Post by Hope on Dec 20, 2009 9:59:33 GMT -5
'Twas the Night Before Turn's End And All Through the Weyr... Not a creature was stirring, For no one was there.
Wingriders and -leaders were off to the Halls Enjoying their parties and galas and Balls. Candidates snuggled warm in their beds While visions of Hatchings danced round in their heads.
(OK, that's my part...Next?)
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