Untitled (Griff & Master Robinton)
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				Title: <strong>Untitled (Griff &amp; Master Robinton)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Theta Sigma</strong> on <strong>21-10-2013, 20:48:41</strong>
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				The year is <strong>2765 AL</strong>. This is the first time the planet has been without the threat of Thread. It is a peaceful time for most, though many are in dispute of their purpose on the planet. There are two opposing ideas, in that the structure of the Weyrs is no longer needed. Many want to be free, want to live their own lives either off or on the planet. And the others want to stay as it has always been. This is their home, and this is how they were brought up. Why change it?<br>It is a time of great loss and great frustrations for many. Relationships have been failing, communication turning from peaceful to emotionally fueled disputes. And everything is about to get so much worse as the breeding begins.<br><br><div align="center">***</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aeonath</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs48/f/2009/233/d/6/d6458040682b8a4fd7b4f1969ecfa5f9.jpg)</div></div><br><em>F'rer!</em><br>Everything happened in an instant. The overwhelming effect of pain in his mind, and the instant rage that followed when he realised <em>why.</em> Fear, anger... It was a dangerous effect. He couldn't feel his rider, the connection wasn't there, and his mate had killed herself.<br>He felt it seconds before she left. The look of pain, terror, absolute fear... It was scarred into his mind, scarred into his soul. <br>Aeonath let out the loudest, longest roar, filled with sorrow and anger, and then... Then he was gone. Only to crash through the rock of his home a second or two later. People were everywhere, fleeing in confusion and fear, and some... Some were shouting in anger.<br>He didn't <em>care.</em><br>He wanted F'rer.<br>He roared once more, tail swirling, and he tossed his head, crashing through another rock. Silence fell through the Weyr, and he climbed up, disappearing through a hole, hunting for his rider. There was nothing. Why was there nothing? Why was there nothing.
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