Moonrise Song

Kassima: "The Flying Elvises, Benden Chapter? Would that mean our dragons would wear giant Elvis toupees and white rhinestone-studded straps?"

Moonrise Song

				
Standing on the Hatching Sands, shells were breaking all around--
Candidates with burning feet; waiting, hoping to be found.
Till the moment magical, when we felt young minds meet ours
And knew with our new lifemates, we'd fly higher than the highest stars.

But that was only the beginning of our constant work and endless toil.
Feeding, mucking, bathing, and soothing the itching hides with oil--
Building strength, both ours and theirs, with exercises long and hard--
Thinking of the future days when with their breath, Threads would be charred.

And now, it seems, the time has come--the time is here for us to try.
To soar on the wings of a dream, to fight the Fall, to flame, to fly.
To risk ourselves, and worse, our souls--the wonderful dragons we ride,
In Threadfall--peril dangerous, whose threat can never be denied.

You, our teachers, understand, for you must face this every Turn.
You know what it is like to watch in agony as Threadscores burn.
You know what we'll be going through, watching our wingmates be lost--
But know, no matter what it takes, we'll always stand and pay the cost.

Through almost two Turns of time, we've learned the lessons that you gave.
Though 'twas hard work, we're well aware that this knowlege our lives will save.
Despite the frustration and work that we know we've put you through,
You've taught us well--and so for this, we give our many thanks to you.

                            		---Written by Kassima.

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